Robert Burns Quotes

Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark! Who in widow weeds appears, Laden with unhonoured years, Noosing with care a bursting purse, Baited with many a deadly curse?

But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met—or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.

What 's done we partly may compute, But know not what 's resisted.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

If naebody care for me, I'll care for naebody.

Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.

She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a lo'esome wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine.

A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it’s innocence and modesty That polishes the dart.

But pleasures are like poppies spread, you seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; or like the snow falls in the river, a moment white - then melts forever.

While we sit bousin, at the nappy,
And gettin fou and unco happy,
We think na on the lang Scots miles,
The mosses, waters, slaps, and stiles,
That lie between us and our hame,
Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame,
Gathering her brows like gathering storm,
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

За старата любов -
докрай !
За миналите дни!
Ти чаша нежност ми подай
за миналите дни!

Here's freedom to him who would read;

Here's freedom to him who would write;

None ever feared that the truth should be heard,

But them that the truth would indict.

His lockèd, lettered, braw brass collar Showed him the gentleman an' scholar.

Let them cant about decorum, who have characters to lose!

Suspense is worse than disappointment.