Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.
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The golden hours on angel wings_x000D_ _x000D_ Flew o'er me and my dearie,_x000D_ _x000D_ For dear to me as light and life_x000D_ _x000D_ Was my sweet Highland Mary.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses deep affection and appreciation for a beloved person, highlighting their importance in the speaker's life.
In this quote, Robert Burns reflects on the beauty and love he feels for 'Highland Mary', suggesting that her presence brings light and vitality to his life. The 'golden hours on angel wings' symbolize cherished moments filled with joy and love, emphasizing the deep emotional connection he shares with his beloved.
Themes
LoveAffectionRelationshipHighland MaryRobert Burns
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a romantic card to express feelings for a significant other.
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