16 “But to what sal I even this race? It is like bairns sittin iʼ the merkit‐place, and cryin oot to their marrows,
“He wha has hearin to hear, sae lat him hear!
“And sayin, ‘We played till ye, and ye didna dance; we maenʼd till ye, and ye made nae wail!’
“Ye spawn oʼ vipers! hoo are ye, bein ill, to speak gude things? for oʼ the overcome oʼ the heart the mouʼ wull speak.
“Truly say I tʼye, aʼ thir things sal come on this race!
“And courtesie iʼ the merkits, and to be caʼd ‘Maister! Maister!’ oʼ men.
“Truly say I tʼye, this generation sanna pass awa, till aʼ thir things are dune!
And in his teachin, quoʼ he, “Tak tent oʼ the Scribes! wha like to gang aboot in lang goons, and loʼe compliments iʼ the merkits,
And he said, “To what sal we marrow Godʼs kingdom? or wiʼ whatna pictur sal we pictur it?
“Wae for ye, Pharisees! for that ye glaum at the heid‐places iʼ the kirks, and compliments iʼ the merkits.
And sae he said, “Like to what is the Kingdom oʼ God? and to what may I even it?