When he heard how the deil in his ain likeness swore,
As he dirled at the door, for the third tappit hen.
And the folk were confounded,—amazed,—when they saw
The auld carle himsel they had aft seen before;
Some darted into corners, and some ran awa,
And ithers ran out, and glowered in at the door.
But the minister beckoned them a’ to come back
To the room aff-and-on where the devil sat fou;
In the wooden partition there gaped a wide crack,
That ilk ane, by turns, wi’ amazement looked through.