“In proving foresight may be vain:The best-laid schemes o' mice an' menGang aft agley,An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,For promis'd joy!”

“The best-laid schemes o' mice an' menGang aft agley,An' lea'e us naught but grief an' painFor promised joy!Still thou art blest, compared wi' me!The present only toucheth thee:”

“But little Mouse, you are not alone,In proving foresight may be vain:The best laid schemes of mice and menGo often askew,And leave us nothing but grief and pain,For promised joy!Still you are blest, compared with me!”

“The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft agley.”

“O wad some Power the giftie gie usTo see oursels as ithers see us!”

“O, wad some Power the giftie gie usTo see oursels as others see us!It wad frae monie a blunder free us,An' foolish notion.”

“By Oppression's woes and pains!By your sons in servile chains!We will drain our dearest veins,But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low!Tyrants fall in every foe!Liberty's in every blow!Let us do or die!”