Robert Burns Quotes on Happiness
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Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend Are spent among the lasses, O.
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Contented wi' little and cantie wi' mair.
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Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
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But pleasures are like poppies spread- You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river- A moment white-then melts forever.
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As Tammie glow'red, amazed, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.