Oatcakes are a delicate relish when eaten warm with ale.

The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know And keenly felt the friendly glow And softer flame; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name!

Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

Your lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry.... Friendship... had I been so blest as to have met with you in time, might have led me - God of love only knows where.

Now's the day and now's the hour.

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.