If Naebody Care For Me,i'll Care For

To Make A Happy Fireside Clime To Weans And Wife, That's The True Pathos And Sublime Of Human Life.

Dare To Be Honest And Fear No Labor.

Now Nature Hangs Her Mantle Green On Every Blooming Tree, And Spreads Her Sheets O'daisies White Out O'er The Grassy Lea.

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

It's Hardly In A Body's Pow'r,to Keep, At Times, Frae Being Sour.