Our respective national poets, celebrated 10 days apart, lived 100 years apart: and it Burns, Burns, Burns!

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,

In proving foresight may be vain:

The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men

          Gang aft agley,

An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,

          For promis’d joy!

(cca. 1786)

This year's dicovery: Auld Lang Syne = times long past