And seein him, they ferlied uncolie; and his mother says to him, “Son, why hae ye dune this till us? See! yere faither and I hae lookit for ye in pain!”
And he carryʼt me awa iʼ the Spirit intil the wilderness; and I saw a wumman sittin on a scarlet beast, whilk was fuʼ oʼ names oʼ blasphemie, wiʼ seeven heids and ten horns.