Such Is The Fate Of Simple Bard,

Kings May Be Blest, But Tam Was Glorious, O'er A' The Ills O' Life Victorious.

All-cheering Plenty, With Her Flowing Horn, Led Yellow Autumn, Wreath'd With Nodding Corn.

Suspense Is Worse Than Disappointment.

Great For Good, Or Great For Evil.

The Wide World Is All Before Us - But A World Without A Friend.