Nae Man Can Tether Time Or Tide.

The Heart That Is Generous And Kind Most Resembles God.

Some Wee Short Hour Ayont The Twal.

Now Simmer Blinks On Flowery Braes, And O'er The Chrystal Streamlets Plays; Come Let Us Spend The Lightsome Days In The Birks Of Aberfeldy.

But Little Mouse, You Are Not Alone, In Proving Foresight May Be Vain: The Best Laid Schemes Of Mice And Men Go Often Askew, And Leave Us Nothing But Grief And Pain, For Promised Joy! Still You Are Blest, Compared With Me!

Critics! Those Cut-throat Bandits In The Paths Of Fame.