Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's

There Is No Such Uncertainty As A Sure Thing.

A Mind That Is Conscious Of Its Integrity Scorns To Say More Than It Means To Perform.

Oh My Luve's Like A Red, Red Rose, That's Newly Sprung In June; Oh My Luve's Like The Melodie That's Sweetly Played In Tune.

What's A' Your Jargon O' Your Schools, Your Latin Names For Horns And Stools; If Honest Nature Made You Fools.

The Heart That Is Generous And Kind Most Resembles God.