I'll Be Merry And Free, I'll Be

O, Life! How Pleasant Is Thy Morning, Young Fancy's Rays The Hills Adorning! Cold Pausing Caution's Lesson Scorning, We Frisk Away, Like Schoolboys, At The Expected Warning, To Joy And Play.

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

God Knows, I'm No The Thing I Should Be, Nor Am I Even The Thing I Could Be.

Great For Good, Or Great For Evil.

Then Gently Scan Your Brother Man, Still Gentler Sister Woman; Though They May Gang A Kennin' Wrang, To Step Aside Is Human.