Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
The lightly-jumping, glowrin' trouts, That thro' my waters play.
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
Look abroad through Nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change.