Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min?
The best plans of men and mice often go awry.
Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe.
The trout in yonder wimpling burn - That glides, a silver dart, - And, safe beneath the shady thorn, - Defies the anglers art.
The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.