“Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow’r, Thou’s met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow’r, Thou bonie gem. Robert Burns
“But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lov’d sae kindly, Had we never lov’d sae blindly, Never met—or never parted— We had ne’er been brokenhearted. Robert Burns
“Oh wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, An’ foolish notion. Robert Burns
“If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; If there is none, he made the best of this. Robert Burns