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