318 Quotes by Robert Burns

The landlord’s laugh was ready chorus.

Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom’s root.

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o’er the crystal streamlet plays.

Love’s first snow-drop, virgin kiss.

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

Nature’s law, That man was made to mourn. Man’s inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn! O Death, the poor man’s dearest friend, The kindest and the best!

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise.

God help the teacher, if a man of sensibility and genius, when a booby father presents him with his booby son, and insists on lighting up the rays of science in a fellow’s head whose skull is impervious and inaccessible by any other way than a positive fracture with a cudgel.

And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation’s path ye gang astray, Implore His counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.