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!
When chill November’s surly blast make fields and forest bare.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lou’d sae kindly, Had we never lou’d sae blindly, Never met – or never parted – We had ne’er been broken hearted.
A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.
I want someone to laugh with me, someone to be grave with me, someone to please me and help my discrimination with his or her own remark, and at times, no doubt, to admire my acuteness and penetration.
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
Love’s first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom’s root.
Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.
While Europe’s eye is fix’d on mighty things, The fate of empires and the fall of kings; While quacks of State must each produce his plan, And even children lisp the Rights of Man; Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention, The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
Misled by fancy’s meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven.
I’ll be merry and free, I’ll be sad for nae-body; If nae-body cares for me, I’ll care for nae-body.
All my fears and cares are of this world; if there is another, an honest man has nothing to fear from it.
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
I have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.