“They are like bairns sittin iʼ the merkit‐place, and cryin ane to anither, and sayin, ‘We piped to ye, and ye danced‐na; we crooned a dirge to ye, and ye grat‐na.’
And Peter raise, and gaed wiʼ them; and whan he was come, they led him intil the laft; and thar stude by aʼ the weedows, greetin, and schawin the coats and manteels that Dorcas made, while she was wiʼ them.
“And voice oʼ harpers, and minstrels, and pipers, and buglers, sal be heard in ye nae mair! And ony craftsman oʼ ony craft, sal be funʼ in ye nae mair! And the soond oʼ a milʼstane sal be heard in ye nae mair!