Some Books Are Lies Frae End To

Hope Springs Exulting On Triumphant Wing.

Mankind Is An Unco Squad And Muckle He May Grieve Thee.

Anticipation Forward Points The View.

The Fear O' Hell's A Hangman's Whip To Haud The Wretch In Order; But Where Ye Feel Your Honour Grip, Let That Aye Be Your Border.

And Like A Passing Thought, She Fled In Light Away.