
It's no in wealth like Lon'on bank,
To purchase peace and rest :
It's no in making muckle mair ;
It's no in books, It's no in lear,
To make us truly blest ;
if happiness hae not her seat
And centre in the breast,
We may be wise, or rich, or great,
But never can be blest;
Nae treasures, nor pleasures,
Could make us happy lang, ;
The heart aye's the the part aye,
That makes us right or wrang."
To Davie a brother Poet - Robert Burns