Robert Burns Quotes

Oh, my love is like a red, red rose, that’s newly sprung in June. – Robert Burns

We two have paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine. – Robert Burns

But to see her was to love her, love but her, and love forever. – Robert Burns

The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft agley. – Robert Burns

Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, the hills of the Highlands forever I love. – Robert Burns

Suspense is worse than disappointment. – Robert Burns

They never meet, but one wide wave, and one Wide wave receives them. – Robert Burns

A man’s a man for a’ that. – Robert Burns

A warm welcome waits for you when you come. – Robert Burns

The rank is but the guinea stamp, the man’s the gowd for a’ that. – Robert Burns

The seas between us braid hae roar’d. – Robert Burns

Farewell, thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies, now gay. – Robert Burns

The white rose in red rises, and does bonnie bluebell shame. – Robert Burns

Auld lang syne, my jo, auld lang syne, we’ll tak a cup ‘o kindness yet, for auld lang syne. – Robert Burns

Though fickle fortune has deceived me, she promised fair and performs but ill. – Robert Burns

A prayer that a friend or two be spared to me, while I am here. – Robert Burns

Of all the birds on bush or tree, commend me to the pintail. – Robert Burns

Is there, for honest poverty, that hangs his head, and all that? – Robert Burns

The blood is crimson on thy thorn, but Clark, thou fangst my heart. – Robert Burns

On what meat doth this our Caesar feed? That he has turned a fourth estate? – Robert Burns

The warld to hear their banes make quiver. – Robert Burns

The farrator an’ the gonso ready are no’ o’ ae kidney. – Robert Burns

Contented wi’ little, and canty wi’ mair, whene’er I forgather wi’ sorrow an’ care. – Robert Burns

Her lovely bosom’s stainless pride, the ruby good just closing. – Robert Burns

Where skins ere got for a merry good bout, between the woolken sheets. – Robert Burns

Victory and honor alike depend on one’s own self. – Robert Burns

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? – Robert Burns

Here’s a hand, my trusty fiere, and gie’s a hand o’ thine. – Robert Burns

An honest man’s aboon his might. – Robert Burns

O would, or I had seen the day that treason thus could sell us. – Robert Burns

Where the bee sucks, there suck I, in a cowslip’s bell I lie. – Robert Burns

Ye banks and braes o’ bonnie Doon, how can ye bloom sae fresh and fair. – Robert Burns

And there we stood, thinking of the days. – Robert Burns

An honest man here lies at rest, as e’er God with his image blest. – Robert Burns

By the moon’s dim light she feebly cleared her sight. – Robert Burns

O my best-belovèd cast thy burden on me and it shall fly away. – Robert Burns

Poor naked wretches, whereso’er you are, that bide the pelting of this pitiless storm. – Robert Burns

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere, and gie’s a hand o’ thine. – Robert Burns

And yet, but for the thing I heard about you. – Robert Burns

Come in, come in, thou merry lass, come in and close the door. – Robert Burns

It is a damnable thing to die, unwading one’s way to unsocial berries. – Robert Burns

Red, red as blood, o’ercame his pretty face beside her writhed. – Robert Burns

Ye gallants bright, I rede ye right, beware o’ bonnie Ann. – Robert Burns

Wi’ joy unfeign’d brothers and sisters meet. – Robert Burns

Of all the arts I’ve read or known, we can make what we conceive. – Robert Burns

The wretch that tells my untaught youth how to rule the state and him endow. – Robert Burns

The pride of ilka Chalmers’ name. – Robert Burns

Still the holy seed was sown, good effects are rarely lost. – Robert Burns

A man’s a man for a’ that. – Robert Burns

O my best-belovèd cast thy burden on me, for I will bear it to the end. – Robert Burns