Robert Burns Quotes

Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled Scots wham Bruce has aften led Welcome to your gory bed Or to victorie.
Robert Burns
I have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.
Robert Burns
Oh wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion.
Robert Burns
God knows I'm no the thing I should be Nor am I even the thing I could be.
Robert Burns
O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us. It wad frae money a blunder free us And foolish notion.
Robert Burns
Gie me a spark o' nature's fire that's a' the learning I desire.
Robert Burns
Gie me a spark o' nature's fire that's a' the learning I desire.
Robert Burns
O Life! thou art a galling load Along a rough a weary road to wretches such as I.
Robert Burns
If there is another world he lives in bliss If there is none he made the best of this.
Robert Burns
Mankind is an unco squad And muckle he may grieve thee.
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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.
Robert Burns
If there is another world he lives in bliss. If there is none he made the best of this.
Robert Burns
Nature's mighty law is change.
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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 another.
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Wee sleekit cow'rin timrous beastie 0 what a panic's in thy breastie! Wi' bickering brattle!
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All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding
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I found that old Solomon proved it fair, That a big-belly'd bottle's a cure for all care.
Robert Burns
What makes the hero truly greatis never, never to despair.
Robert Burns
O, wad some Power the giftie gie usTo see oursels as others see us!It wad frae monie a blunder free us,An' foolish notion.
Robert Burns
Critics! Appalled I ventured on the name.Those cutthroat bandits in the paths of fame.
Robert Burns
My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.
Robert Burns
A fig for those by law protected!Liberty's a glorious feast!Courts for cowards were erected,Churches built to please the priest!
Robert Burns
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Robert Burns
Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! For a' that, an' a' that. Our toils obscure an' a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, an' a that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine; A Man's a Man for a' that: For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, an' a' that; The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord, Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that; Tho' hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that: For a' that, an' a' that, His ribband, star, an' a' that: The man o' independent mind He looks an' laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, an' a' that; But an honest man's abon his might, Gude faith, he maunna fa' that! For a' that, an' a' that, Their dignities an' a' that; The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, (As come it will for a' that,) That Sense and Worth, o'er a' the earth, Shall bear the gree, an' a' that. For a' that, an' a' that, It's coming yet for a' that, That Man to Man, the world o'er, Shall brothers be for a' that.
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The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley.An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain, For promis'
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Gin a body meet a bodyComing thro' the rye,Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?
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While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things,The fate of empires and the fall of kings;While quacks of State must each produce his plan,And even children lisp the Rights of Man;Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention,The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
Robert Burns
Flow gently, sweet Afton,amang thy green braes,Flow gently, I'll sing theea song in thy praise;My Mary's asleepby thy murmuring stream,Flow gently, sweet Afton,disturb not her dream.Thou stock dove whose echoresounds thro' the glen,Ye wild whistly blackbirdsin yon thorny den,Thou green crested lapwingthy screaming forbear,I charge you, disturb notmy slumbering fair.How lofty, sweet Afton,thy neighboring hills,Far mark'd with the coursesof clear winding rills;There daily I wanderas noon rises high,My flocks and my Mary'ssweet cot in my eye.How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where, wild in the woodlands,the primroses blow;There oft, as mild eveningweeps over the lea,The sweet-scented birk shadesmy Mary and me.Thy crystal stream, Afton,how lovely it glides,And winds by the cot wheremy Mary resides;How wanton thy watersher snowy feet lave,As, gathering sweet flowerets,she stems thy clear wave.Flow gently, sweet Afton,amang thy green braes,Flow gently, sweet river,the theme of my lays; My Mary's asleepby thy murmuring stream,Flow gently, sweet Afton,disturb not her dreams.
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Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
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Some hae meat and canna eat,And some wad eat that want it,But we hae meat and we can eat,And sae the Lord be thankit.
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My love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June: My love is like the melody That's sweetly played in tune. How fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till all the seas gang dry. Till all the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt with the sun;I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands of life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only love. And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my love, Though it were ten thousand mile.
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There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
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But deep this truth impress'd my mind: Thro' all His works abroad,The heart benevolent and kindThe most resembles God.
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The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft agley.
Robert Burns