<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116576" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Green Grow the Rashes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's nought but care on ev'ry han',<br>In every hour that passes, O<br>What signifies the life o' man,<br>An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The warl'y race may riches chase,<br>An' riches still may fly them, O<br>An' tho' at last they catch them fast,<br>Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But gie me a cannie hour at e'en,<br>My arms about my dearie, O,<br>An' warl'y cares an' war'ly men<br>May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For you sae douce, ye sneer at this<br>Ye're nought but senseless asses, O<br>The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,<br>He dearly lov'd the lasses, O.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears<br>Her noblest work she classes, O<br>Her prentice han' she try'd on man,<br>An' then she made the lasses, O.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Green grow the rashes, O<br>Green grow the rashes, O<br>The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br>Are spent among the lasses, O</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116576" data-title="Green Grow the Rashes de Robert Burns" data-description="Green grow the rashes, O/Green grow the rashes, O/The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,/Are spent among the lasses, O/There's nought but care on ev'ry han',/In every hour that passes, O/What signifies the life o' man,/An' 'twere na for the lasses,..."></div> </div> </div>

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