The honest man, though e’er sae poor, Is king o’ men, for a’ that!
ROBERT BURNSThe honest man, though e’er sae poor, Is king o’ men, for a’ that!
ROBERT BURNSGod knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
ROBERT BURNSIf there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.
ROBERT BURNSNae man can tether time or tide.
ROBERT BURNSShe is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o’ mine.
ROBERT BURNSO Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!
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!
ROBERT BURNSO Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
ROBERT BURNSSuspense is worst than disappointment.
ROBERT BURNSBe Briton still to Britain true, Among oursel’s united; For never but by British hands Maun British wrangs be righted.
ROBERT BURNSYe 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.
ROBERT BURNSI’m truly sorry man’s dominion has broken Nature’s social union.
ROBERT BURNSTo see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!
ROBERT BURNSAnticipation forward points the view.
ROBERT BURNSI have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.
ROBERT BURNSPleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
ROBERT BURNS