To See Her Is To Love Her,

As Tammie Glow'red, Amazed And Curious, The Mirth And Fun Grew Fast And Furious.

But Mousie, Thou Art No Thy Lane In Proving Foresight May Be Vain The Best-laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men Gang Aft Agley An' Lea'e Us Nought But Grief An' Pain For Promis'd Joy!

Nursing Her Wrath To Keep It Warm.--robert Burns

If Heaven A Draught Of Heavenly Pleasure Spare, One Cordial In This Melancholy Vale, 't Is When A Youthful, Loving, Modest Pair In Other's Arms Breathe Out The Tender Tale

[scottish Songs] Are, I Own, Frequently Wild, & Unreduceable To The More Modern Rules; But On That Very Eccentricity, Perhaps, Depends A Great Part Of Their Effect.