Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
ROBERT BURNSMy dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heav’n is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!
More Robert Burns Quotes
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But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it’s bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.
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Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
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To step aside is human.
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Painters and poets have liberty to lie.
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Life is but a day at most.
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Some books are lies frae end to end.
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If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.
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When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
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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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She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o’ mine.
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The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
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Ye Hypocrites, are these your pranks To murder men and gie God thanks Desist for shame, proceed no further God won’t accept your thanks for murder.
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The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
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When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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Dare to be honest and fear no labor. … Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
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