Now A' Is Done That

God Knows, I'm Not The Thing I Should Be, Nor Am I Even The Thing I Could Be, But Twenty Times I Rather Would Be An Atheist Clean, Than Under Gospel Colours Hid Be Just For A Screen.

What's A' Your Jargon O' Your Schools, Your Latin Names For Horns And Stools; If Honest Nature Made You Fools.

I Have A Hundred Times Wished That One Could Resign Life As An Officer Resigns A Commission.

When Nature Her Great Masterpiece Designed,and Framed Her Last, Best Work, The Human Mind,her Eye Intent On All The Wondrous Plan,she Formed Of Various Stuff The Various Man.

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.