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A Man's A Man For A' That. . . . . A Prince Can Mak A Belted Knight, A Marquis, Duke, And A' That; But An Honest Man's Aboon His Might, Guid Faith He Mauna Fa' That! . . . Then Let Us Pray That Come It May, As Come It Will For A' That, That Sense And Worth, O'er A' The Earth, May Bear The Gree And A' That. For A' That, And A' That, It's Comin' Yet, For A' That, When Man To Man, The World O'er, Shall Brithers Be For A' That.

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A Man's A Man

Robert Burns

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A Man's A Man For A' That. . . . . A Prince Can Mak A Belted Knight, A Marquis, Duke, And A' That; But An Honest Man's Aboon His Might, Guid Faith He Mauna Fa' That! . . . Then Let Us Pray That Come It May, As Come It Will For A' That, That Sense And Worth, O'er A' The Earth, May Bear The Gree And A' That. For A' That, And A' That, It's Comin' Yet, For A' That, When Man To Man, The World O'er, Shall Brithers Be For A' That.

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Now Simmer Blinks On Flowery Braes, And O'er The Chrystal Streamlets Plays; Come Let Us Spend The Lightsome Days In The Birks Of Aberfeldy.

I Have A Hundred Times Wished That One Could Resign Life As An Officer Resigns A Commission.

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His Locked, Lettered, Braw Brass Collar, Shewed Him The Gentleman And Scholar.

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Man's Inhumanity To Man Makes Countless Thousands Mourn!

Inhumanity To Man

Good Lord, What Is Man! For As Simple He Looks, Do But Try To Develop His Books And His Crooks, With His Depths And His Shallows, His Good And His Evil, All In All, He's A Problem Must Puzzle The Devil.

Suspense Is Worse Than Disappointment.

Yon Rosebuds In The Morning-dew, How Pure Amang The Leaves Sae Green!

Their Sighing, Canting, Grace-proud Faces, Their Three-mile Prayers, And Half-mile Graces.

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A Mind That Is Conscious Of Its Integrity Scorns To Say More Than It Means To Perform.

Then Gently Scan Your Brother Man, Still Gentler Sister Woman; Though They May Gang A Kennin' Wrang, To Step Aside Is Human.

The Voice Of Nature Loudly Cries,and Many A Message From The Skies,that Something In Us Never Dies.

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The Best-laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men, Gang Aft A-gley, And Leave Us Nought But Grief And Pain, For Promised Joy.

When Nature Her Great Masterpiece Designed,and Framed Her Last, Best Work, The Human Mind,her Eye Intent On All The Wondrous Plan,she Formed Of Various Stuff The Various Man.

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Dweller In Yon Dungeon Dark, Hangman Of Creation, Mark! Who In Widow Weeds Appears, Laden With Unhonoured Years, Noosing With Care A Bursting Purse, Baited With Many A Deadly Curse?

Some Hae Meat And Canna Eat, And Some Wad Eat That Want It, But We Hae Meat And We Can Eat, And Sae The Lord Be Thankit.

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Hope Springs Exulting On Triumphant Wing.

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God Help The Teacher, If A Man Of Sensibility And Genius, When A Booby Father Presents Him With His Booby Son, And Insists On Lighting Up The Rays Of Science In A Fellow's Head Whose Skull Is Impervious And Inaccessible By Any Other Way Than A Positive Fracture With A Cudgel.

Painters And Poets Have Liberty To Lie.

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Prudent, Cautious Self-control Is Wisdom's Root.

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And Let Us Mind, Faint Heart Ne'er Wan A Lady Fair. Wha Does The Utmost That He Can Will Whyles Do Mair.

Oh Would Some Power The Gift Give Us, To See Ourselves As Others See Us!

Even Every Ray Of Hope Destroyed And Not A Wish To Gild The Gloom.

And Like A Passing Thought, She Fled In Light Away.

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The Fear O' Hell's A Hangman's Whip To Haud The Wretch In Order; But Where Ye Feel Your Honour Grip, Let That Aye Be Your Border.

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Go Fetch To Me A Pint O' Wine, An' Fill It In A Silver Tassie.

Now's The Day And Now's The Hour.

Scots, Wha Hae Wi' Wallace Bled, Scots, Wham Bruce Has Aften Led, Welcome To Your Gory Bed, Or To Victory! Now 's The Day And Now 's The Hour; See The Front O' Battle Lour.

It's Hardly In A Body's Pow'r,to Keep, At Times, Frae Being Sour.

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The Poor Inhabitant Below Was Quick To Learn And Wise To Know And Keenly Felt The Friendly Glow And Softer Flame; But Thoughtless Follies Laid Him Low, And Stain'd His Name!

Liberty's In Every Blow! Let Us Do Or Die.

A Eunuch Is A Man Who Has Had His Work Cut Out For Him.

In Durance Vile 1here Must I Wake And Weep, And All My Frowsy Couch In Sorrow Steep.

As Tammie Glow'red, Amazed And Curious, The Mirth And Fun Grew Fast And Furious.

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An Atheist's Laugh 's A Poor Exchange For Deity Offended!

O, Wad Some Power The Giftie Gie Us To See Oursels As Others See Us! It Wad Frae Monie A Blunder Free Us, An' Foolish Notion.

Nae Man Can Tether Time Or Tide.

Anticipation Forward Points The View.

And O! Be Sure To Fear The Lord Alway, And Mind Your Duty, Duly, Morn And Night; Lest In Temptation's Path Ye Gang Astray, Implore His Counsel And Assisting Might: They Never Sought In Vain That Sought The Lord Aright.

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Mankind Is An Unco Squad And Muckle He May Grieve Thee.

Affliction's Sons Are Brothers In Distress; A Brother To Relieve, How Exquisite The Bliss!

I'm Truly Sorry Man's Dominion Has Broken Nature's Social Union.

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Be Briton Still To Britain True, Among Oursel's United; For Never But By British Hands Maun British Wrangs Be Righted.

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There Is No Such Uncertainty As A Sure Thing.

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Mankind Is A Science That Defies Definitions.

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Inspiring Bold Johnbarleycorn! What Dangers Thou Canst Make Us Scorn! Wi' Usquebae, We'll Face The Devil!

My Dear, My Native Soil! For Whom My Warmest Wish To Heav'n Is Sent, Long May Thy Hardy Sons Of Rustic Toil Be Blest With Health, And Peace, And Sweet Content!

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