O Life! Thou Art A Galling Load,

Oatcakes Are A Delicate Relish When Eaten Warm With Ale.

I Want Someone To Laugh With Me, Someone To Be Grave With Me, Someone To Please Me And Help My Discrimination With His Or Her Own Remark, And At Times, No Doubt, To Admire My Acuteness And Penetration.

Beauty's Of A Fading Nature. Has A Season And Is Gone!

From Scenes Like These Old Scotia's Grandeur Springs, That Makes Her Loved At Home, Revered Abroad: Princes And Lords Are But The Breath Of Kings, "an Honest Man 's The Noblest Work Of God."

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