In shady bow'r;
Then you, ye auld snick-drawing dog! scheming
Ye cam to Paradise incog,
An' play'd on man a cursed brogue, trick
(Black be your fa!)
An' gied the infant warld a shog, shake
'Maist ruin'd a'.
D'ye mind that day, when in a bizz, flurry
Wi' reekit duds, an' reestit gizz, smoky rags, scorched wig