If There 's A Hole

Then Gently Scan Your Brother Man, Still Gentler Sister Woman; Though They May Gang A Kennin' Wrang, To Step Aside Is Human.

On Earth, Discord! A Gloomy Heaven Above, Opening Her Jealous Gates To The Nineteen Thousandth Part Of The Tithe Of Mankind! And Below, An Inescapable & Inexorable Hell, Expanding Its Leviathan Jaws For The Vast Residue Of Mortals!

Flow Gently, Sweet Afton, Among Thy Green Braes, Flow Gently, I'll Sing Thee A Song In Thy Praise.

[scottish Songs] Are, I Own, Frequently Wild, & Unreduceable To The More Modern Rules; But On That Very Eccentricity, Perhaps, Depends A Great Part Of Their Effect.

I Want Someone To Laugh With Me, Someone To Be Grave With Me, Someone To Please Me And Help My Discrimination With His Or Her Own Remark, And At Times, No Doubt, To Admire My Acuteness And Penetration.