For there 's nae luck about the house, There 's nae luck at a'; There 's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman 's awa'.
His very foot has music in 't As he comes up the stairs. - William Julius Mickle
His very foot has music in 't As he comes up the stairs.
- William Julius Mickle
Ah! fraudful malice! how shall wisdom's care Escape the poison of thy gilded snare! - William Julius Mickle
Ah! fraudful malice! how shall wisdom's care Escape the poison of thy gilded snare!
For there 's nae luck about the house, There 's nae luck at a'; There 's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman 's awa'. - William Julius Mickle
The present moment is our ain, The neist we never saw! - William Julius Mickle
The present moment is our ain, The neist we never saw!
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