Ilk Cowslip Cup Shall Kep A Tear.

Just Now I've Taen The Fit O' Rhyme / My Barmie Noddle's Working Prime.

Yon Rosebuds In The Morning-dew, How Pure Amang The Leaves Sae Green!

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.

All My Fears And Cares Are Of This World; If There Is Another, An Honest Man Has Nothing To Fear From It.

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