My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
ROBERT BURNSDare to be honest and fear no labor. … Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
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Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
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When Nature her great masterpiece designed,And framed her last, best work, the human mind,Her eye intent on all the wondrous plan,She formed of various stuff the various Man.
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The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
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I have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.
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A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
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To see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!
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The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
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Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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Anticipation forward points the view.
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I look on the opposite sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky on a frosty December night. I admire the beauty of the Creator’s workmanship, I am charmed with the wild but graceful eccentricity of the motions, and then I wish both of them goodnight.
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The trout in yonder wimpling burn – That glides, a silver dart, – And, safe beneath the shady thorn, – Defies the anglers art.
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An honest man here lies at rest, the friend of man the friend of truth the friend of age and guide of youth. Few hearts like his with virtue warmed, few heads with knowledge so informed. If there’s another world, he lives in bliss. If there is none, he made the best of this.
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Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!
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