Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's

But Deep This Truth Impressed My Mind — Thro' All His Works Abroad, The Heart Benevolent And Kind The Most Resembles God.

When Chill November's Surly Blast Made Fields And Forests Bare.

I'm Truly Sorry Man's Dominion Has Broken Nature's Social Union.

Oh My Luve's Like A Red, Red Rose, That's Newly Sprung In June; Oh My Luve's Like The Melodie That's Sweetly Played In Tune.

Inspiring Bold Johnbarleycorn! What Dangers Thou Canst Make Us Scorn! Wi' Usquebae, We'll Face The Devil!