Kings May Be Blest, But Tam Was

To Make A Happy Fireside Clime To Weans And Wife, That's The True Pathos And Sublime Of Human Life.

But To See Her Was To Love Her, Love But Her, And Love Forever. Had We Never Lou'd Sae Kindly, Had We Never Lou'd Sae Blindly, Never Met - Or Never Parted - We Had Ne'er Been Broken Hearted

Such Is The Fate Of Simple Bard, On Life's Rough Ocean Luckless Starr'd

The Snowdrop And Primrose Our Woodlands Adorn, And Violets Bathe In The Wet O' The Morn.

But To See Her Was To Love Her, Love But Her, And Love Forever.