When Matters Are Desperate We Must Put

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

But Facts Are Chiels That Winna Ding, An' Downa Be Disputed.

Some Hae Meat And Canna Eat, And Some Wad Eat That Want It, But We Hae Meat And We Can Eat, And Sae The Lord Be Thankit.

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!

Gie Me Ae Spark O' Nature's Fire, That's A' The Learning I Desire.