Oatcakes Are A Delicate Relish

To Make A Happy Fireside Clime To Weans And Wife, That's The True Pathos And Sublime Of Human Life.

I Look On The Opposite Sex With Something Like The Admiration With Which I Regard The Starry Sky On A Frosty December Night. I Admire The Beauty Of The Creator's Workmanship, I Am Charmed With The Wild But Graceful Eccentricity Of The Motions, And Then I Wish Both Of Them Goodnight.

What Is Life, When Wanting Love? Night Without A Morning; Love's The Cloudless Summer Sun, Nature Gay Adorning.

Some Hae Meat And Canna Eat, And Some Wad Eat That Want It, But We Hae Meat And We Can Eat, And Sae The Lord Be Thankit.

Kings May Be Blest, But Tam Was Glorious, O'er A' The Ills O' Life Victorious.