O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!

Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.

A sinful heart makes feeble hand.

Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.

Lightly from fair to fair he flew, And loved to plead, lament, and sue; Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain, For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.

A sound head, an honest heart, and an humble spirit are the three best guides through time and to eternity.

Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.