3 Robert Burns Quotes on Pleasure

Robert Burns quotes on pleasure

24. Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend Are spent among the lasses, O.

55. Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

67. 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.