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Flower Quotes by Robert Burns

8 Flower quotes by Robert Burns

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Robert Burns’ eight short verses on blossoms present a tidy window into his affection for nature’s delicate gifts. Though limited in number, each line carries his characteristic warmth, making this a handy reference for fans of his garden‑themed thoughts.

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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

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“All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn." [ Brigs of Ayr ]”

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When chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare.

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All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.

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When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.

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Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the chrystal streamlets plays; Come let us spend the lightsome days In the birks…

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But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A…

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Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed.

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Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

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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.

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Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd in the morning dews.

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Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?

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“O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us!”

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Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.

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Dare to be honest and fear no labor.

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Look abroad through Nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change.

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“All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn." [ Brigs of Ayr ]”

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To make three guineas do the work of five.

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Some books are lies frae end to end.

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Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us

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Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.--Robert Burns

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It is cruelty to be humane to rebels, and humanity is cruelty.

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