Gem Of All Joy, Jasper Of Jocundity.

Scotsmen Are Metaphisical And Emotional, They Are Sceptical And Mystical, They Are Romantic And Ironic, They Are Cruel And Tender, And Full Of Mirth And Despair.

Neither Our Vices Nor Our Virtues Further The Poem.

Among My Friends Love Is A Payment. It Is An Old Debt For A Borrowing Foolishly Spent.

London, Thou Art The Flower Of Cities All! Gemme Of All Joy, Jasper Of Jocunditie.

I That In Heill Wes And Gladnes Am Trublit Now With Gret Seiknes And Feblit With Infermite: Timor Mortis Conturbat Me.* * Fear Of Death Troubles Me.