The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.

My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.

As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.

It 's guid to be merry and wise, It 's guid to be honest and true, It 's guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the buff and the blue.

Painters and poets have liberty to lie.

All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.

Nature's law, That man was made to mourn. Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn! O Death, the poor man's dearest friend, The kindest and the best!