But Mousie, Thou Art No Thy Lane

Affliction's Sons Are Brothers In Distress; A Brother To Relieve, How Exquisite The Bliss!

Now Simmer Blinks On Flowery Braes, And O'er The Crystal Streamlet Plays.

Man's Inhumanity To Man Makes Countless Thousands Mourn!

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

My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose That's Newly Sprung In June: My Love Is Like The Melody That's Sweetly Played In Tune. How Fair Art Thou, My Bonnie Lass, So Deep In Love Am I; And I Will Love Thee Still, My Dear, Till All The Seas Gang Dry. Till All The Seas Gang Dry, My Dear, And The Rocks Melt With The Sun; I Will Love Thee Still, My Dear, While The Sands Of Life Shall Run. And Fare Thee Weel, My Only Love. And Fare Thee Weel Awhile! And I Will Come Again, My Love, Though It Were Ten Thousand Mile.