Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord, fellow
Wha struts, and stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that: dolt
For a' that, an' a' that,
His riband, star, and a' that,
The man of independent mind,
He looks and laughs at a' that.
A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that;