A Eunuch Is A Man Who Has

Morality, Thou Deadly Bane, Thy Tens O' Thousands Thou Hast Slain! Vain Is His Hope, Whose Stay An' Trust Is In Moral Mercy, Truth, And Justice!

I Waive The Quantum O' The Sin, The Hazard Of Concealing; But, Och! It Hardens A' Within, And Petrifies The Feeling!

Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's The New.

Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread: You Seize The Flow'r, Its Bloom Is Shed.

There Is No Such Uncertainty As A Sure Thing.