Now A' Is Done That

But Facts Are Chiels That Winna Ding, An' Downa Be Disputed.

The Fear O' Hell's A Hangman's Whip To Haud The Wretch In Order; But Where Ye Feel Your Honour Grip, Let That Aye Be Your Border.

God Help The Teacher, If A Man Of Sensibility And Genius, When A Booby Father Presents Him With His Booby Son, And Insists On Lighting Up The Rays Of Science In A Fellow's Head Whose Skull Is Impervious And Inaccessible By Any Other Way Than A Positive Fracture With A Cudgel.

They Never Sought In Vain That Sought The Lord Alright!

My Heart Is Sair-i Dare Na Tell, My Heart Is Sair For Somebody.