She Is A Winsome Wee Thing, She

God Knows, I'm Not The Thing I Should Be, Nor Am I Even The Thing I Could Be, But Twenty Times I Rather Would Be An Atheist Clean, Than Under Gospel Colours Hid Be Just For A Screen.

Morality, Thou Deadly Bane, Thy Tens O' Thousands Thou Hast Slain! Vain Is His Hope, Whose Stay An' Trust Is In Moral Mercy, Truth, And Justice!

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

O Life! Thou Art A Galling Load, Along A Rough, A Weary Road, To Wretches Such As I!

The Heart That Is Generous And Kind Most Resembles God.