Is there for honest poverty That hangs his head and a' that The coward slave we pa** him by We dare be poor for a' that For a' that and a' that Our toils obscure and 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 hodden grey and a' that? Gie fools their silks and knaves their wine A man's a man for a' that For a' that and a' that Their tinsel show and 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 and stares and a' that Though hundreds worship at his word He's but a cuif for a' that For a' that and a' that His riband star and a' that The man o' independent mind He looks and laughs at a' that A prince can mak a belted knight A marquis duke and a' that But an honest man's aboon his might Gude faith he mauna fa' that For a' that and a' that Their dignities and a' that The pith o' sense and pride o' worth Are higher ranks 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 May bear the gree and a' that For a' that and a' that It's coming yet for a' that That man to man the world o'er Shall brothers be for a' that