Even Every Ray Of Hope Destroyed And

The Wisest Man The Warl' E'er Saw, He Dearly Loved The Lasses, O.

My Heart 's In The Highlands, My Heart Is Not Here; My Heart 's In The Highlands A-chasing The Deer.

A Women Can Make An Average Man Great, And A Great Man Average.

All-cheering Plenty, With Her Flowing Horn, Led Yellow Autumn, Wreath'd With Nodding Corn.

Ah, Gentle Dames! It Gars Me Greet To Think How Monie Counsels Sweet, How Monie Lengthened Sage Advices, The Husband Frae The Wife Despises.