Ilk Cowslip Cup Shall Kep A Tear.

O, Wad Some Power The Giftie Gie Us To See Oursels As Others See Us! It Wad Frae Monie A Blunder Free Us, An' Foolish Notion.

Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's The New.

What's A' Your Jargon O' Your Schools, Your Latin Names For Horns And Stools; If Honest Nature Made You Fools.

The Heart That Is Generous And Kind Most Resembles God.

Ambition Is A Meteor-gleam; Fame A Restless Airy Dream; Pleasures, Insects On The Wing Round Peace, Th' Tend Rest Flow'r Of Spring.