Beauty's Of A Fading Nature. Has A

The Honest Man, Though E'er Sae Poor, Is King O' Men, For A' That!

Some Wee Short Hour Ayont The Twal.

Your Lines, I Maintain It, Are Poetry, And Good Poetry.... Friendship... Had I Been So Blest As To Have Met With You In Time, Might Have Led Me - God Of Love Only Knows Where.

If Naebody Care For Me,i'll Care For Naebody.

The Voice Of Nature Loudly Cries,and Many A Message From The Skies,that Something In Us Never Dies.