Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom’s root.
ROBERT BURNSPleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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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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And like a passing thought, she fled In light away.
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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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God help the teacher, if a man of sensibility and genius, when a booby father presents him with his booby son, and insists on lighting up the rays of science in a fellow’s head whose skull is impervious and inaccessible by any other way than a positive fracture with a cudgel.
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Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
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There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
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Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects.
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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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Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
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My 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!
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Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
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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.
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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 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 eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
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Nature’s law, That man was made to mourn. Man’s inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn! O Death, the poor man’s dearest friend, The kindest and the best!
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Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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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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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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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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To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That’s the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
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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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And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation’s path ye gang astray, Implore His counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
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