Warlocks and witches in a dance!
Nae cotillon brent new frae France, brand
But hornpipes, jigs, strathspeys, and reels,
Put life and mettle in their heels.
A winnock-bunker in the east, window-seat
There sat auld Nick, in shape o' beast—
A touzie tyke, black, grim, and large! shaggy dog
To gie them music was his charge:
He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl. squeal
Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. ring