Maxioms by Robert Burns
The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, read more
The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,
And all that thou hast done for me!
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.
Ah, gentle dames! it gars we greet,
To think how mony consels sweet,
How mony lengthened, sage read more
Ah, gentle dames! it gars we greet,
To think how mony consels sweet,
How mony lengthened, sage advices,
The husband frae the wife despises.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
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.]