Quotes of Robert Burn - somelinesforyou

“ Dare to be honest and fear no labor. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Dare to be honest and fear no labor. ”

- Robert Burns

“ But deep this truth impress'd my mind: Thro' all His works abroad, The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God. ”

- Robert Burns

“ There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing. ”

- Robert Burns

“ 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. ”

- Robert Burns

“ 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. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! ”

- Robert Burns

“ Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen, Ye wild whistly blackbirds in yon thorny den, Thou green crested lapwing thy screaming forbear, I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where, wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow; There oft, as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweetscented birk shades my Mary and me. Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her 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 asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dreams. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Fortune, if thou’ll but gie me still Hale breeks, a scone, an whisky gill, An’ rowth o’ rhyme to rave at will, Take a’ the rest, An’ deal’t about as thy blind skill Directs thee best. ”

- Robert Burns

“ There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing. ”

- Robert Burns

“ My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed Or to victorie. ”

- Robert Burns

“ O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, to wretches such as I. ”

- Robert Burns

“ He wakes a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!" he says, with solemn air. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Anticipation forward points the view. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The best-laid schemes o mice and men Gang aft agley. ”

- Robert Burns

“ O wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursel's as ithers see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us. And foolish notion; What airs in dress and gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n devotion! ”

- Robert Burns

“ Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green; The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar Twined amorous round the raptures scene. ”

- Robert Burns

“ And there begins a lang digression about the lords o' the creation. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The best-laid schemes o mice and men Gang aft agley. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, timrous beastie 0 what a panic's in thy breastie! Wi' bickering brattle! ”

- Robert Burns

“ And there begins a lang digression about the lords o' the creation. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The heart and benevolent and kind the most resembles God. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed Or to victorie. ”

- Robert Burns

“ Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, timrous beastie 0 what a panic's in thy breastie! Wi' bickering brattle! ”

- Robert Burns

“ The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend. ”

- Robert Burns

“ The heart and benevolent and kind the most resembles God. ”

- Robert Burns
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