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