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A Man's A Man For A' That. . . . . A Prince Can Mak A Belted Knight, A Marquis, Duke, And A' That; But An Honest Man's Aboon His Might, Guid Faith He Mauna Fa' That! . . . Then Let Us Pray That Come It May, As Come It Will For A' That, That Sense And Worth, O'er A' The Earth, May Bear The Gree And A' That. For A' That, And A' That, It's Comin' Yet, For A' That, When Man To Man, The World O'er, Shall Brithers Be For A' That.

My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule An Lump Them Ay Thegither: The Rigid Righteous Is A Fool, The Rigid Wise Anither.

Just Now I've Taen The Fit O' Rhyme / My Barmie Noddle's Working Prime.

For Gold The Merchant Ploughs The Main, The Farmer Ploughs The Manor.

Kings May Be Blest, But Tam Was Glorious, O'er A' The Ills O' Life Victorious.