Some Wee Short Hour Ayont The Twal.

I Have A Hundred Times Wished That One Could Resign Life As An Officer Resigns A Commission.

Go Fetch To Me A Pint O' Wine, An' Fill It In A Silver Tassie.

Anticipation Forward Points The View.

An Honest Man Here Lies At Rest, The Friend Of Man The Friend Of Truth The Friend Of Age And Guide Of Youth. Few Hearts Like His With Virtue Warmed, Few Heads With Knowledge So Informed. If There's Another World, He Lives In Bliss. If There Is None, He Made The Best Of This.

O, Life! How Pleasant Is Thy Morning, Young Fancy's Rays The Hills Adorning! Cold Pausing Caution's Lesson Scorning, We Frisk Away, Like Schoolboys, At The Expected Warning, To Joy And Play.