Is There For Honest Poverty

Is there for honest 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 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

Wha struts an' stares an' a' that?

Though hundreds worship at his word

He's but a cuif 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 marquis, duke, an' a' that

But an honest man's aboon his might

Guid faith, he mauna 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