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• And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did the adviser!
  -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Epistle to a Young Friend...
• Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon.
  -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Epistle to a Young Friend...
• I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing
  But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!...
• The fear o' hell 's a hangman's whip To haud the wretch in orde
  But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border....
• Atheist = Deity Disadvantaged.
• The landlord's laugh was ready chorus. -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Tam o' Shante
• O Life! how pleasant is thy morning, Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning!
  Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys at th' expected warning, To joy and play....
• In durance vile And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
  -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Epistle from Esopus to Maria...
• To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife,-- That is the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
  -- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Epistle to Dr. Blacklock...