A Prince Can Mak A Belted Knight,

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!

Affliction's Sons Are Brothers In Distress; A Brother To Relieve, How Exquisite The Bliss!

When Matters Are Desperate We Must Put On A Desperate Face.

The Honest Man, Though E'er Sae Poor, Is King O' Men, For A' That!

To Make Three Guineas Do The Work Of Five.