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Money maks us merry,
Money maks us braw; Money gets us sweethearts,
That's the best of a'!
I hae fat and slender,
I hae short and tall :
I despise them all.
Money they're a' sceking,
Money they'se get nane; Money sends them sneaking
After Madam Jane.
There's ane puir and bashfu',
I hae in my e'e,
Gin he fancies me..
Money maks us bonny,
Money maks us glad; Be she lame or lazy,
Money brings a lad.
When winds the mountain oak assail,
And lay its glories waste, ....
Unconscious of the blast."
It hopes in time to roam no more:
To rest at last on shore.....
Ye proud, ye selfish, ye severe,
How vain your mask of state!
The good alone are great; ..
And hear the voice of artless praise ;
While shouting nations gaze.
On blythsome mead at morn to stray,
At e’en, when wearing hame the sheep,
Our sweet retreat, night's silent hour,--