When Nature Her Great Masterpiece Designed,and Framed

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

The Golden Hours On Angel Wings Flew O'er Me And My Dearie, For Dear To Me As Light And Life Was My Sweet Highland Mary.

In Durance Vile 1here Must I Wake And Weep, And All My Frowsy Couch In Sorrow Steep.

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

While Europe's Eye Is Fix'd On Mighty Things, The Fate Of Empires And The Fall Of Kings; While Quacks Of State Must Each Produce His Plan, And Even Children Lisp The Rights Of Man; Amid This Mighty Fuss Just Let Me Mention, The Rights Of Woman Merit Some Attention.