Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?
Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human.
Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended!
A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.
Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom's root.