She Is A Winsome Wee Thing, She

Prudent, Cautious Self-control Is Wisdom's Root.

Scots, Wha Hae Wi' Wallace Bled, Scots, Wham Bruce Has Aften Led, Welcome To Your Gory Bed, Or To Victory! Now 's The Day And Now 's The Hour; See The Front O' Battle Lour.

Affliction's Sons Are Brothers In Distress; A Brother To Relieve, How Exquisite The Bliss!

Burns' Hog-weighing Method: (1) Get A Perfectly Symmetrical Plank And Balance It Across A Sawhorse. (2) Put The Hog On One End Of The Plank. (3) Pile Rocks On The Other End Until The Plank Is Again Perfectly Balanced. (4) Carefully Guess The Weight Of The Rocks.

I Waive The Quantum O' The Sin, The Hazard Of Concealing; But, Och! It Hardens A' Within, And Petrifies The Feeling!