Quotes and Verses

Had we never lov'd sae kindly,
Had we never lov'd sae blindly,
Never met - or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Robert Burns

'I will go tomorrow,' said the king.
'You will wait for me,' said the wind.
Gaelic Proverb

Good night, and joy be wi' you a';
We'll maybe meet again the morn.
James Hogg

Her brow is like the snaw-drift,
Her neck is like the swan;
Her face it is the fairest
That e'er the sun shone on.
That e'er the sun shone on,
And dark blue is her e'e:
And for bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me doun and dee.
William Douglas

While hard and fast I held her in my grips,
My very soul came lowping to my lips.
Allan Ramsay

But pleasures are like poppie spread,
You seize the flower, its blooms is shed;
Or like the snowflake on the river,
Ae moment three, then gone forever.
Robert Burns

May the hills lie low,
May the sloughs fill up In thy way.
Kenneth Macleod

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
Robert Burns

The traditional Orkney invitation to a visitor was,
'Put in thee hand.'
Edwin Muir

0' ye'll tak' the high road,
And I'll tak' the low road:
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again,
By the bonnie, bonnie, banks o' Loch Lomond.
Lady John Douglas Scott

Love swells like the Solway,
but ebbs like its tide.
Sir Walter Scott

She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a lo'esome wee thing,
This dear wee wife o' mine.
Robert Burns

I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet,
Wi' a' the honours threel
Henry Scott Riddell

Plenty herring, plenty meal,
Plenty peat to fill her creel,
Plenty bonny bairns as weel,
That's the toast for Mairi.
Sir Hugh S. Roberton

My beloved sall ha'e this he'rt tae break,
Reid, reid wine and the barley cake,
A he'rt tae break, and a mou' tae kiss,
Tho' he be nae mine, as I am his.
Marion Angus

Here's to the horse wi' the four white feet,
The chestnut tail and mane,
A star on his face and a spot on his breast,
An' his master's name was Cain.
Traditional horsemen's toast

May the best ye've ever seen
Be the worst ye ever see.
Traditional

May the mouse never leave our meal pock
wi' the tear in its eye.
Traditional

Would it not be the beautiful thing now
If you were coming instead of going?
Traditional island farewell, from the Gaelic

Here's to the king, sir,
Ye ken wha I mean, sir.
Jacobite toast

And saftly, saftly, ower the hill,
Comes the sma', sma' rain.
Marion Angus

Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree:
But my fause lover staw my rose,
But ohl he left the thorn wi' me.
Robert Burns