Robert Burns

Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.

Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.

Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
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Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!

Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!

Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!

Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
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Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
Was light from Heaven.