Great Throughts Treasury

"Prudent, cautious self-control Is wisdom's root."

"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!"

"She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine."

"Some books are lies frae end to end."

"Some say kissing is a sin; but if it was na lawful, lawyers would na allow it; if it was na holy, ministers would na do it; if it was na modest, maidens would na take it; if it was na plenty, puir folk would na get it."

"Some wee short hour ayont the twal."

"Stern Ruin's plowshare drives elate, full on thy bloom."

"Suspense is worse than disappointment."

"Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects."

"'T is sweeter for thee despairing than aught in the world beside,?Jessy!"

"That hour o' night's black arch the keystane."

"The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, gang aft agley, an' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain, for promis'd joy! (The best laid schemes of Mice and Men oft go awry, and leave us nothing but grief and pain, for promised joy!)"

"The best laid schemes o' mice and men gang aft a-gley; and leave us naught but grief and pain for promised joy."

"The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'menGang aft agley. - "To A Mouse"."

"The daisy's for simplicity and unaffected air."

"The fear o' hell 's a hangman's whip to haud the wretch in order; but where ye feel your honour grip, let that aye be your border."

"The golden Hours on angel wings flew o'er me and my Dearie; for dear to me as light and life was my sweet Highland Mary."

"The heart benevolent and kind the most resembles God."

"The landlady and Tam grew gracious Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious."

"The landlady and Tam grew gracious wi' favours secret, sweet, and precious."

"The landlord's laugh was ready chorus."

"The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And all that thou hast done for me!"

"The rank is but the guinea's stamp, the man's the gowd for a' that. For a' that an a' that."

"The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the wet o' the morn."

"The social, friendly, honest man, whate'er he be, 'tis he fulfills great Nature's plan, and none but he!"

"The voice of Nature loudly cries, and many a message from the skies, that something in us never dies."

"The wide world is all before us-- But a world without a friend."

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

"Then horn for horn they stretch and strive; Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive."

"There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing."

"There's nought but care on ev'ry han', in every hour that passes, O: what signifies the life o' man, an' then she made the lasses, O."

"There's some are fou o' love divine, There's some are fou' o' brandy."

"They never sought in vain, that sought the Lord aright."

"This day, Time winds th' exhausted chain, to run the twelvemonth's length again."

"Though losses and crosses be lessons right severe, there's wit there ye'll get there, ye'll find no other where."

"To liken them to your auld-warld squad, I must needs say comparisons are odd."

"To make a happy fire-side clime to weans and wife, that's the true pathos and sublime of human life."

"To make three guineas do the work of five."

"To see her is to love her, and love but her forever; For Nature made her what she is, And never made another."

"We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine."

"Wee, modest, crimson-tippŠd 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."

"Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, timrous beastie 0 what a panic's in thy breastie! Wi' bickering brattle!"

"Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, wi' bickering brattle!"

"Weel done, Cutty Sark!"

"Were such the wife had fallen to my part, I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart."

"What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns and stools; If honest nature made you fools."

"What's done we partly may compute, but know not what 's resisted."

"When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare."

"When Nature her great masterpiece designed, and framed her last, best work, the human mind, her eye intent on all the wondrous plan, she formed of various stuff the various Man."

"Where sits our sulky, sullen dame, gathering her brows like gathering storm, nursing her wrath to keep it warm."