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The Best Laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men Gang Aft Agley.

I Waive The Quantum O' The Sin, The Hazard Of Concealing; But, Och! It Hardens A' Within, And Petrifies The Feeling!

John Barleycorn Was A Hero Bold, Of Noble Enterprise, For If You Do But Taste His Blood, 'twill Make Your Courage Rise, Twill Make A Man Forget His Wo; 'twill Heighten All His Joy.

How Wretched Is The Person Who Hangs On By The Favors Of The Powerful.

A Eunuch Is A Man Who Has Had His Work Cut Out For Him.