And Like A Passing Thought,

O, My Luve Is Like A Red, Red Rose.

Firmness In Enduring And Exertion Is A Character I Always Wish To Possess. I Have Always Despised The Whining Yelp Of Complaint And Cowardly Resolve.

Some Books Are Lies Frae End To End.

Wee, Sleekit, Cowrin, Tim'rous Beastie, O, What A Panic's In Thy Breastie!

And Like A Passing Thought, She Fled In Light Away.