Critics! Those Cut-throat Bandits In The Paths

If Naebody Care For Me,i'll Care For Naebody.

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

Now's The Day And Now's The Hour.

Who Made The Heart, 'tis He Alone Decidedly Can Try Us

The Great Creator To Revere Must Sure Become The Creature; But Still The Preaching Cant Forbear, And Ev'n The Rigid Feature: Yet Ne'er With Wits Profane To Range Be Complaisance Extended;an Atheist Laugh's A Poor Exchange For Deity Offended.