Suspense Is Worse Than Disappointment.

God Knows, I'm Not The Thing I Should Be, Nor Am I Even The Thing I Could Be, But Twenty Times I Rather Would Be An Atheist Clean, Than Under Gospel Colours Hid Be Just For A Screen.

Auld Nature Swears The Lovely Dears Her Noblest Work She Classes, O; Her 'prentice Han' She Tried On Man, And Then She Made The Lasses, O!

Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's The New.

That Hour O' Night's Black Arch The Keystane.

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