| Central - LAL |
| safter | nor ony snaw. |
| Central - LAL |
| Safter | still shall blaw its souchins |
| Doric - ABN |
grun starts to turn drier and | safter | wie patches o grass, and the |
| Central - WCE |
nchbull speired, saftly. 'The | safter | her voice wis, the mair uncha |
| Central - LAL |
makkin thunnerbolts. But the | safter | kind, that niver turns intae |
| Central - SEC |
Forby, they're | safter | tae the feet. |
| Central - DOR |
Up stairs that are | safter | than thon red satin pillaes |
| Ulster - EUL |
Tha wye he cum on | safter | pads |
| Central - WCE |
again, her voice wis suddenly | safter | , mair pally, and she leaned t |