Till fuff! he started up the lum, [chimney]
An' Jean had e'en a sair heart
To see't that night.

Poor Willie, wi' his bow-kail runt, [cabbage stump]
Was brunt wi' primsie Mallie, [precise Molly]
An' Mary, nae doubt, took the drunt, [huff]
To be compar'd to Willie:
Mall's nit lap out, wi' pridefu' fling, [leapt, start]
An' her ain fit it brunt it; [foot]
While Willie lap, an' swoor by jing, [by Jove]
'Twas just the way he wanted
To be that night.

Nell had the fause-house in her min', [mind]
She pits hersel an' Rob in;
In loving bleeze they sweetly join,
Till white in ase they're sobbin: [ashes]
Nell's heart was dancin' at the view:
She whisper'd Rob to leuk for't:
Rob, stownlins, prie'd her bonnie mou', [by stealth, tasted, mouth]
Fu' cozie in the neuk for't, [corner]
Unseen that night.

But Merran sat behint their backs, [Marian]
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell;
She lea'es them gashin' at their cracks, [leaves, gabbing, chat]
An' slips out by hersel:
She thro' the yard the nearest taks, [nearest way]
An' to the kiln she goes then,