Oft in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
Prompt to move but firm to wait - knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.
Love betters what is best
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.