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
society morality bane
Morality, thou deadly bane,Thy tens o' thousands thou has slain!
mean term happens
Never generally means "at no point in time." The term comes from the words 'no' and 'ever', meaning that something is not ever going to happen. Sourced
sky voice messages
The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
eye men mind
When Nature her great masterpiece designed,And framed her last, best work, the human mind,Her eye intent on all the wondrous plan,She formed of various stuff the various Man.
body sour pow
It's hardly in a body's pow'r,To keep, at times, frae being sour.
drinking divine brandy
There's some are fou o' love divine; There's some are fou o' brandy.
facts
But facts are chiels that winna ding, An' downa be disputed.
blow liberty usurpers
Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.
summer play crystals
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.
kings honesty spring
From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, "An honest man 's the noblest work of God."
cutting path fame
Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
honesty men race
For thus the royal mandate ran, When first the human race began, "The social, friendly honest man, Whate'er he be, Tis he fulfils great Nature's plan, And none but he!"
lonely dad home
At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree; Th' expectant wee-things, toddling, stacher thro' To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee.
wise son fool
My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.