But to see her was to love her,
Love but her, and love forever.

“But pleasures are like poppies spread,You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed;…”

“Had we never lov'd sae kindly,Had we never lov'd sae blindly,Never met -- or ne…”

“And man, whose heav'n-erected face The smiles of love adornMan's inhumanity to …”

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