Robert Burns citáty

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„Je lépe v lásce rázem zklamat, než ji dlouho předstírat.“

„Láska je pohádka života - s tím rozdílem, že nemívá vždy šťastný konec.“

„První podmínkou lásky k ženě je souhlasit s jejíma očima.“

„Neláska je beztrestná, a přece zasluhuje nejhoršího opovržení.“

„Lidská srdce mnoho snese, když, byť raněno, přece nevykrvácí.“

„Jen láskou se možno mstít za způsobené bezpráví.“

„Příběh o Wallaceovi vliv do mých žil skotskou zaujatost, a ta v nich bude vřít, dokud se stavidla života nezavřou ve věčném odpočinku.“

„Hlupák, neznalý lásky, je hoden politování.“

“Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.”

“Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord,
Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that:
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that:
The man o' independent mind
He looks an' laughs at a' that.

A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that;
But an honest man's abon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities an' a' that;
The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth,
Are higher rank than a' 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,
Shall bear the gree, an' a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
It's coming yet for a' that,
That Man to Man, the world o'er,
Shall brothers be for a' that.”

“Stern Ruin's plowshare drives elate,
Full on thy bloom.”

“Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd 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.”

“In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.”

“Perhaps it may turn out a sang,
Perhaps turn out a sermon.”

“Where sits our sulky, sullen dame,
Gathering her brows like gathering storm,
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.”

“He wales a portion with judicious care;
And "Let us worship God" he says, with solemn air.”

“Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed
Or to Victorie!

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour!
See approach proud Edward's power—
Chains and slaverie!”

“God knows, I'm no the thing I should be,
Nor am I even the thing I could be.”

“If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it;
A chield's aman you takin' notes,
And faith he'll prent it.”

“Ye banks and braes o' bonny Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu' o' care!
Thou'll break my heart, thou warbling bird,
That wantons thro' the flowering thorn!
Thou minds me o' departed joys,
Departed never to return.”

“Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.”

“A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart;
But it's innocence and modesty
that polished the dart.”

“Suspense is worse than disappointment.”

“For a' that, and a' that
An' twice as muckle 's a' that,
I've lost but ane, I've twa behin',
I've wife eneugh for a' that.”

“The white moon is setting behind the white wave,
And Time is setting with me, O!”

“Address to the Unco Guid, st. 6 (1787)”

“O Mary, at thy window be!
It is the wished, the trysted hour.”

“It's guid to be merry and wise,
It's guid to be honest and true,
It's guid to support Caledonia's cause
And bide by the buff and the blue.”

“This day, Time winds th' exhausted chain,
To run the twelvemonth's length again.”

“Nature's law,
That man was made to mourn.”

“And may you better reck the rede,
Than ever did the adviser!”

“Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;
Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang,
To step aside is human.”

“Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise,
Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name.”

“Some wee short hours ayont the twal.”

“Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve,—how exquisite the bliss!”

“Beauty's of a fading nature
Has a season and is gone!”

“Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn.
Man was made to Mourn.”