Great For Good, Or Great For Evil.

Ye Hypocrites, Are These Your Pranks To Murder Men And Gie God Thanks Desist For Shame, Proceed No Further God Won't Accept Your Thanks For Murder.

The Poor Inhabitant Below Was Quick To Learn And Wise To Know And Keenly Felt The Friendly Glow And Softer Flame; But Thoughtless Follies Laid Him Low, And Stain'd His Name!

O, Wad Some Power The Giftie Gie Us To See Oursels As Others See Us! It Wad Frae Monie A Blunder Free Us, An' Foolish Notion.

When Chill November's Surly Blast Made Fields And Forests Bare.

If Naebody Care For Me,i'll Care For Naebody.