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Robert Burns - A Man`s A Man For A` That
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Is there for honesty poverty 
That hings his head, an` a` that; 
The coward slave - we pass him by, 
We dare be poor for a` that! 
For a` that, an` a` that, 
Our toils obscure an` a` that, 
The rank is but the guinea`s stamp, 
The man`s the gowd for a` that. 
 
What though on hamely fare we dine, 
Wear hoddin grey, an` a` that? 
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, 
A man`s a man for a` that. 
For a` that, an` a` that, 
Their tinsel show, an` a` that, 
The honest man, tho` e`er sae poor, 
Is king o` men for a` that. 
 
Ye see yon birkie ca`d a lord, 
Wha struts, an` stares, an` a` that; 
Tho` hundreds worship at his word, 
He`s but a coof for a` that. 
For a` that, an` a` that, 
His ribband, star, an` a` that, 
The man o` independent mind 
He looks an` laughs at a` that. 
 
A prince can mak a belted knight, 
A marquise, duke, an` a` that; 
But an honest man`s aboon his might, 
Gude faith, he maunna fa` that! 
For a` that, an` a` that, 
Their dignities an` a` that, 
The pith o` sense, an` pride o` worth, 
Are higher rank than a` that. 
 
Then let us pray that come it may, 
(As come it will for a` that,) 
That Sense and Worth, o`er a` the earth, 
Shall bear the gree, an` a` that. 
For a` that, an` a` that,
It`s comin yet for a` that 
That man to man, the world o`er, 
Shall brithers be for a` that.
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