I'm Truly Sorry Man's Dominion

Prudent, Cautious Self-control Is Wisdom's Root.

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.

Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's The New.

The Best-laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men, Gang Aft A-gley, And Leave Us Nought But Grief And Pain, For Promised Joy.

It Is Cruelty To Be Humane To Rebels, And Humanity Is Cruelty.