For Gold The Merchant Ploughs The Main,

Suspense Is Worst Than Disappointment.

The Honest Man, Though E'er Sae Poor, Is King O' Men, For A' That!

To Make Three Guineas Do The Work Of Five.

Some Books Are Lies Frae End To End.

O, Life! How Pleasant Is Thy Morning, Young Fancy's Rays The Hills Adorning! Cold Pausing Caution's Lesson Scorning, We Frisk Away, Like Schoolboys, At The Expected Warning, To Joy And Play.