Gie Me Ae Spark O' Nature's Fire,

The Best Plans Of Men And Mice Often Go Awry.

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

O Scotia! My Dear, My Native Soil! For Whom My Warmest Wish To Heaven Is Sent

At Length His Lonely Cot Appears In View, Beneath The Shelter Of An Aged Tree; Th' Expectant Wee-things, Toddling, Stacher Thro' To Meet Their Dad, Wi' Flichterin Noise An' Glee.

What's Done We Partly May Compute, But Know Not What's Resisted.