Robert Burns, born on January 25, 1759, and died on July 21, 1796, was a renowned Scottish poet. Known for his accessible poetry style and profound social criticism, Burns' works cover a wide range of themes, including love, nature, and the lives of the working people.
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“What makes the hero truly great is never, never to despair.”
“When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.”
“Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.”
“Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.”
“And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.”
“It is cruelty to be humane to rebels, and humanity is cruelty.”
“The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that.”
“Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.”
“Yon rosebuds in the morning-dew, how pure amang the leaves sae green!”
“Morality, thou deadly bane,Thy tens o' thousands thou has slain!”
“What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.”
“Just now I've taen the fit o' rhyme / My barmie noddle's working prime.”
“Anticipation forward points the view.”
“Beauty's of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!”
“There's some are fou o' love divine; There's some are fou o' brandy.”
“It's hardly in a body's pow'r,To keep, at times, frae being sour.”
“If naebody care for me,I'll care for naebody.”
“Why has a religious turn of mind always a tendency to narrow and harden the heart?”
“The lightly-jumping, glowrin' trouts, That thro' my waters play.”
