Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven.

All my fears and cares are of this world; if there is another, an honest man has nothing to fear from it.

The lightly-jumping, glowrin' trouts, That thro' my waters play.

The best plans of men and mice often go awry.

But Mousie, thou art no thy lane In proving foresight may be vain The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy!

If there's another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.

Some books are lies frae end to end.