Robert Burns
Robert Burns
Robert Burns, also known as Rabbie Burns, the Bard of Ayrshire and various other names and epithets, was a Scottish poet and lyricist. He is widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland and is celebrated worldwide. He is the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, although much of his writing is also in English and a light Scots dialect, accessible to an audience beyond Scotland. He also wrote in standard English, and in...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth25 January 1759
benefit forest hung individual landscape looking tree
They can't see the forest for the trees. They get hung up on looking at the individual tree being cut, and can't see the benefit of the landscape as a whole.
gentle greet husband sage wife
Ah, gentle dames! It gars me greet / To think how mony counsels sweet, / How mony lengthen'd sage advices, / The husband frae the wife despises!
time hours
Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
weed dark years
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?
life forever and-love
To see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!
atheist laughing deities
The great Creator to revere Must sure become the creature; But still the preaching cant forbear, And ev'n the rigid feature: Yet ne'er with wits profane to range Be complaisance extended;An atheist laugh's a poor exchange For deity offended.
dream spring ambition
Ambition is a meteor-gleam; Fame a restless airy dream; Pleasures, insects on the wing Round Peace, th' tend rest flow'r of spring.
men church damnation
The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church's ban Or hell's damnation.
life men wisest-man
The wisest man the warl' e'er saw, He dearly loved the lasses, O.
art pain philosophical
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane In proving foresight may be vain The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy!
life sweet angel
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.
love life wedding
Oh my luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; Oh my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly played in tune.
life summer morning
What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; Love's the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning.
inspirational life positive
Now's the day and now's the hour.