The best plans of men and mice often go awry.
ROBERT BURNS- How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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The best plans of men and mice often go awry.
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Mankind is a science that defies definitions.
ROBERT BURNSMankind is a science that defies definitions.
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The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
ROBERT BURNSThe voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
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God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
ROBERT BURNSGod knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
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Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
ROBERT BURNSCritics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
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Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
ROBERT BURNSLearn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
ROBERT BURNSFirmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
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Your lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry. Friendship had I been so blest as to have met with you in time, might have led me – God of love only knows where.
ROBERT BURNSYour lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry. Friendship had I been so blest as to have met with you in time, might have led me – God of love only knows where.
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When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
ROBERT BURNSWhen chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
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Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
ROBERT BURNSBeauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
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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.
ROBERT BURNSBut 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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The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
ROBERT BURNSThe wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
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Life is but a day at most.
ROBERT BURNSLife is but a day at most.
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My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
ROBERT BURNSMy Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
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Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
ROBERT BURNSGie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
ROBERT BURNSGo fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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