Your poor narrow foot-path of a street, Where twa wheel-barrows tremble when they meet.
Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Source: The Brigs of Ayr
Contributed by: Zaady
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
The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
Source: Highland Mary.
They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright!
Source: The Cotter's Saturday Night
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.
Source: Grace before Meat, The Selkirk Grace as attrib. to Burns
We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine.
Source: Epistle to a Young Friend.
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