Robert Burns

The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'menGang aft agley. - "To A Mouse".

The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'menGang aft agley. - "To A Mouse".

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep,
And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

And let us mind, faint heart ne'er wan
A lady fair.
Wha does the utmost that he read more

And let us mind, faint heart ne'er wan
A lady fair.
Wha does the utmost that he can
Will whyles do mair.

His locked, lettered, braw brass collar,
Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.

His locked, lettered, braw brass collar,
Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.

Facts are cheels that winna ding,
An' downs be disputed.

Facts are cheels that winna ding,
An' downs be disputed.