How Nannie Leaped and Kicked

Witches are having a sabbath dance to the music of the Devil playing the bagpipe in the foreground, illuminated by the light of torches held by corpses in coffins propped upright, while a stunned Tam O’Shanter watches from a window, wearing his signature bonnet.

The caption reads in the original:

But here my muse her wing maun cour;
Sic flights are far beyond her pow’r;
To sing how Nannie lap and flang,
(A souple jade she was, and strang),
And how Tam stood, like ane bewitch’d.