Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.
Robert BurnsRead
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
Interpretation
The quote celebrates the abundance of nature during the autumn season, highlighting its bounty and beauty.
In this quote, Robert Burns personifies 'Plenty' as a joyful and abundant figure that ushers in autumn, a season rich with harvest and food. The imagery of 'flowing horn' suggests a celebration of nature's gifts, with 'nodding corn' symbolizing the successful harvest that marks this time of year, reflecting the beauty and prosperity of the natural world.
In practice
During a speech at the harvest festival, one might say this quote to emphasize the joy of the season's bounty.
Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.
I'm truly sorry man's dominion has broken Nature's social union.
Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min?
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While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of empires and the fall of kings; While quacks of State must each produce his plan, And even children lisp the Rights of Man; Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention, The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds.
Nature is an expert in cost-benefit analysis,' she says. 'Although she does her accounting a little differently. As for debts, she always collects in the long run.
Let no one think that real gardening is a bucolic and meditative occupation. It is an insatiable passion, like everything else to which a man gives his heart.
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the_x000D_ _x000D_ breaking of new blooms.
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
The eye, the window of the soul, is the chief means whereby the understanding can most fully and abundantly appreciate the infinite works of Nature; and the ear is second.
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