Some Books Are Lies Frae End To

Prudent, Cautious Self-control Is Wisdom's Root.

Morality, Thou Deadly Bane, Thy Tens O' Thousands Thou Hast Slain! Vain Is His Hope, Whose Stay An' Trust Is In Moral Mercy, Truth, And Justice!

The Best-laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men, Gang Aft A-gley, And Leave Us Nought But Grief And Pain, For Promised Joy.

Go Fetch To Me A Pint O' Wine, An' Fill It In A Silver Tassie.

Inspiring Bold Johnbarleycorn! What Dangers Thou Canst Make Us Scorn! Wi' Usquebae, We'll Face The Devil!