What did Robert Burns mean by: The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend. Robert Burns Poet · Scotland Copy
+ All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath’d with nodding corn. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Abundance, Celebration, Harvest, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ Even every ray of hope destroyed and not a wish to gild the gloom. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Despair, Destruction, Loss, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ T is sweeter for thee despairing Than aught in the world beside,-Jessy! Author, December 22, 2023December 29, 2024, Robert Burns, Despair, Longing, Sweetness, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Potential, Redemption., Self-awareness, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Enjoyment, Ephemerality, Loss, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Beauty, Devotion, Love, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ My heart ‘s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart ‘s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Escape, Longing, Nature, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ The rank is but the guinea’s stamp, The man’s the gowd for a’ that. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Equality, Society, Value, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Two persons cannot long be friends if they cannot forgive each other’s little failings. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Pure friendship is something which men of an inferior intellect can never taste. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
