An then he'll say tae tha yins on hïs left han, ‘Awa wi ye, yous that ir curst, awa ïntae tha iverlastin fire that's readie an waitin fer tha Deil an hïs angels!
Fer yinst tha Heid o tha Hoose haes got up an lockt tha dure, ye'll be stannin ootbye rappin an caain oot, ‘Sïr, wull ye no apen tha dure tae iz?’ An he'll cum bak wi, ‘A'm tellin ye, A know naethin aboot ye, or whar yis cum frae!’