As Tammie Glow'red, Amazed And

Gie Me Ae Spark O' Nature's Fire, That's A' The Learning I Desire.

Oh My Luve's Like A Red, Red Rose, That's Newly Sprung In June; Oh My Luve's Like The Melodie That's Sweetly Played In Tune.

Love's First Snow-drop, Virgin Kiss.

They Never Sought In Vain That Sought The Lord Alright!

Their Sighing, Canting, Grace-proud Faces, Their Three-mile Prayers, And Half-mile Graces.