Some rhyme a neebor’s name to lash; Some rhyme (vain thought!) for needfu’ cash; Some rhyme to court the countra clash, An’ raise a din; For me, an aim I never fash; I rhyme for fun.
ROBERT BURNSI have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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My heart ‘s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart ‘s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
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Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
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The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church’s ban Or hell’s damnation.
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Farewell, my friends! farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those. The bursting tears my heart declare; Farewell, the bonnie banks of Ayr.
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And like a passing thought, she fled In light away.
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O, wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, An’ foolish notion.
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A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.
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I want someone to laugh with me, someone to be grave with me, someone to please me and help my discrimination with his or her own remark, and at times, no doubt, to admire my acuteness and penetration.
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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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Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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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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A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
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Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.
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God knows, I’m not the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be, But twenty times I rather would be An atheist clean, Than under gospel colours hid be Just for a screen.
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