“Edinburgh is an experience A city of enormous gifts Whose streets sing of history Whose cobbles tell tales.”

We are not helpless Creatures crashing onwards irresistibly to doom.

The poet lives as long as his lines are imprinted on the minds of his readers.

There’s no leaving Edinburgh, No shifting it around: it stays with you, always.

There is time for everything and time to choose For everything.We are that time, that choice.

That which once united man Now drives him apart.

Everybody gets what he deserves.