But To See Her Was To Love

Oatcakes Are A Delicate Relish When Eaten Warm With Ale.

All-cheering Plenty, With Her Flowing Horn, Led Yellow Autumn, Wreath'd With Nodding Corn.

Anticipation Forward Points The View.

Just Now I've Taen The Fit O' Rhyme / My Barmie Noddle's Working Prime.

For Thus The Royal Mandate Ran, When First The Human Race Began, "the Social, Friendly Honest Man, Whate'er He Be, Tis He Fulfils Great Nature's Plan, And None But He!"