Beauty's Of A Fading Nature. Has A

Just Now I've Taen The Fit O' Rhyme / My Barmie Noddle's Working Prime.

Nae Man Can Tether Time Or Tide; The Hour Approachestam Maun Ride; That Hour, O'night's Black Arch The Key-stane, That Dreary Hourtam Mounts His Beast In.

My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule An Lump Them Ay Thegither: The Rigid Righteous Is A Fool, The Rigid Wise Anither.

Suspense Is Worst Than Disappointment.

Painters And Poets Have Liberty To Lie.