“But deep this truth impress'd my mind: Thro' all His works abroad, The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God.” — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
But deep this truth impressed my mind — Thro' all his works abroad, The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
O thou great, unknown Power! Thou Almighty God, who hast lighted up reason in my breast and blessed me with immortality! I… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
God knows, I'm no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Some have meat, and cannot eat, And some cannot eat that want it; But we have meat, and we can eat -… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Your lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry.... Friendship... had I been so blest as to have met with you… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
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. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
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. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry? — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
“O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us!” — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
“All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn." [ Brigs of Ayr ]” — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
