We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine.
Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Source: Epistle to a Young Friend.
Contributed by: Zaady
I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!
My heart 's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart 's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
Source: My Heart 's in the Highlands.
If there 's a hole in a' your coats, I rede ye tent it; A chiel 's amang ye takin' notes, And, faith, he 'll prent it.
Source: On Captain Grose's Peregrinations through Scotland.
Your poor narrow foot-path of a street, Where twa wheel-barrows tremble when they meet.
Source: The Brigs of Ayr
For thus the royal mandate ran, When first the human race began, "The social, friendly honest man, Whate'er he be, Tis he fulfils great Nature's plan, And none but he!"
Source: Second Epistle to John Lapraik
From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, "An honest man 's the noblest work of God."
Source: The Cotter's Saturday Night.
Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human.
Source: Address to the Unco Guid, 1787
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
Source: Tam o' Shanter.
The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God.
Source: A Winter Night
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