Quote #21

An atheist-laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended.

More from Robert Burns

  1. I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing: But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!
  2. There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In every hour that passes, O: What signifies the life o' man, An' then she made the lasses, O.
  3. Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon.
  4. Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O: Her prentice han' she tried on man, An' then she made the lasses, O.
  5. Stern Ruin's plowshare drives elate, Full on thy bloom.
  6. Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend Are spent among the lasses, O.
  7. Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is…
  8. Some books are lies frae end to end.

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