Were true and brave and a' that,
And none whose garb is "hodden gray"
Was fool or knave and a' that,
The vice and crime that shame our time
Would disappear and a' that,
And plowmen be as great as kings,
And churls as earls for a' that.
But 'tis not so; yon brawny fool,
Who swaggers, swears, and a' that,
And thinks because his strong right arm