An Atheist's Laugh 's A Poor Exchange

Then Gently Scan Your Brother Man, Still Gentler Sister Woman; Though They May Gang A Kennin' Wrang, To Step Aside Is Human.

Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot, And Never Brought To Min?

Suspicion Is A Heavy Armor And With Its Weight It Impedes More Than It Protects.

The Golden Hours On Angel Wings Flew O'er Me And My Dearie, For Dear To Me As Light And Life Was My Sweet Highland Mary.

Flow Gently, Sweet Afton, Among Thy Green Braes, Flow Gently, I'll Sing Thee A Song In Thy Praise.