Learn Taciturnity And Let That

Nae Man Can Tether Time Or Tide; The Hour Approachestam Maun Ride; That Hour, O'night's Black Arch The Key-stane, That Dreary Hourtam Mounts His Beast In.

There's Some Are Fou O' Love Divine; There's Some Are Fou O' Brandy.

Oh Would Some Power The Gift Give Us, To See Ourselves As Others See Us!

Nature's Law, That Man Was Made To Mourn. Man's Inhumanity To Man Makes Countless Thousands Mourn! O Death, The Poor Man's Dearest Friend, The Kindest And The Best!

Yon Rosebuds In The Morning-dew, How Pure Amang The Leaves Sae Green!