Maxioms by Robert Burns
When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.
When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.
It is cruelty to be humane to rebels, and humanity is cruelty.
[Fr., Contre les rebelles c'est cruante que read more
It is cruelty to be humane to rebels, and humanity is cruelty.
[Fr., Contre les rebelles c'est cruante que d'estre humain, et
humanite d'estre cruel.]
To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
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To make a happy fireside clime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and sublime
Of human life.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.
Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.
