Is there for honest poverty
That hangs 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
The rank is but the guineas stamp
The mans the gowd for a' that
What though on hamely fare we dine
Wear hoddin gray, 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, though e'er sae poor
Is king o' men for a' that
Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord
What 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
The man o' independent mind
He looks an laughs at a' that
A prince can mak' a a belted knight
A marquise, duke, an a' that
But an honest man's aboon his might
Guide 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 that 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
Its coming yet for a' that
That man to man the world o'er
Shall brithers be for a' that

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