Time now to hoist the cornerstone 
For one more magpie brew, 
For slyly gathering gee-gaws 
To braid into cornsilk dew; 
Not day enough remains for sight 
Not night enough for flight: 
Many a shire shall craw this tune 
Ere another Bonnie's Doon. 

{{The archiver regrets that the other three hundred twenty verses are in Tartan, and await a suitable translation}} 

- David Mitchell
to David
to Moongate