"True patriots all; for be it understood We left our country for our country's good."

Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at New South Wales, Jan. 16, 1796.

"To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen."

Memoirs of Lee. Eulogy on Washington, Dec. 26, 1799.

"Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But--why did you kick me down stairs?"

The Panel. Act i. Sc. 1.

"In the battle off Cape St. Vincent, Nelson gave orders for boarding the "San Josef," exclaiming "Westminster Abbey, or victory!""

Life of Nelson (Southey). Vol. i. p. 93.

"England expects every man to do his duty."

Life of Nelson (Southey). Vol. ii. p. 131.

"Auld Nature swears the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O; Her 'prentice han' she tried on man, And then she made the lasses, O!"

Green grow the Rashes.

"Some books are lies frae end to end."

Death and Dr. Hornbook.

"Some wee short hours ayont the twal."

Death and Dr. Hornbook.

"The best laid schemes o' mice and men Gang aft a-gley; And leave us naught but grief and pain For promised joy."

To a Mouse.

"When chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare."

Man was made to Mourn.

"Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn."

Man was made to Mourn.

"Gars auld claes look amaist as weel 's the new."

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

"Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale."

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

"He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God," he says with solemn air."

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

"Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name."

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

"From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, "An honest man 's the noblest work of God.""

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

"For a' that, and a' that, And twice as muckle 's a' that."

The Jolly Beggars.

"O Life! how pleasant is thy morning, Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning! Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys at th' expected warning, To joy and play."

Epistle to James Smith.

"Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven."

The Vision.

"And like a passing thought, she fled In light away."

The Vision.

"Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve,--how exquisite the bliss!"

A Winter Night.

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

The Twa Dogs.

"And there began a lang digression About the lords o' the creation."

The Twa Dogs.

"Oh wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursel's as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, And foolish notion."

To a Louse.

"Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human."

Address to the Unco Guid.

"What 's done we partly may compute, But know not what 's resisted."

Address to the Unco Guid.

"Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom."

To a Mountain Daisy.

"O life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!"

Despondency.

"Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon."

Epistle to a Young Friend.

"I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!"

Epistle to a Young Friend.

"The fear o' hell 's a hangman's whip To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border."

Epistle to a Young Friend.

"An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended!"

Epistle to a Young Friend.

"And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did the adviser!"

Epistle to a Young Friend.

"Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes; Flow gently, I 'll sing thee a song in thy praise."

Flow gently, sweet Afton.

"Oh whistle, and I 'll come to ye, my lad."

Whistle, and I 'll come to ye.

"If naebody care for me, I 'll care for naebody."

I hae a Wife o' my Ain.

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne?"

Auld Lang Syne.

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

Auld Lang Syne.

"Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark! Who in widow weeds appears, Laden with unhonoured years, Noosing with care a bursting purse, Baited with many a deadly curse?"

Ode on Mrs. Oswald.

"To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife,-- That 's the true pathos and sublime Of human life."

Epistle to Dr. Blacklock.

"If there 's a hole in a' your coats, I rede ye tent it; A chiel 's amang ye takin' notes, And, faith, he 'll prent it."

On Captain Grose's Peregrinations through Scotland.

"John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonny brow was brent."

John Anderson.

"My heart 's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart 's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer."

My Heart 's in the Highlands.

"She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine."

My Wife 's a Winsome Wee Thing.

"The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary."

Highland Mary.

"But, oh! fell death's untimely frost That nipt my flower sae early."

Highland Mary.

"It 's guid to be merry and wise, It 's guid to be honest and true, It 's guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the buff and the blue."

Here 's a Health to Them that 's Awa'.

"Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! Now 's the day and now 's the hour; See the front o' battle lour."

Bannockburn.

"Liberty 's in every blow! Let us do or die."

Bannockburn.

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

Epistle from Esopus to Maria.