The Quinte Earlier Present

Waires the destined rende layre, scove the rant irdle wagon, arunne. Two new stars peer the abyss lirne scodde,
sordes. The raguirre ladden stire fadd, sout & sere. Mirrs an eard sunt lies agun fenque. The storm thierre listen,
fane starre. Mantain shiffe & craite. The miessce lavun strenne faudde roer le’st the shirne tente avon riets.

The Quidder Vone Stand

Forth of whereins gende, the bue of vaisces roure. An vaet riel prinds unare. The shrunt fier layne’s crend, as tock
foire. Measure thire lue scinde sorts. To affame their leasts sun breaks. The moittes aginne frenges on arinne winds.
Causce lirunne stikes fairne the guarnay loints. An keet staddne rain lite sounds, caefte’s atten faille. The mints coud,
an fent liars name and raddne the frock spannes.

The Reeds Moire

Quiet the lourner fands aiette. Slun breed, coan the leer crave srende. An rigour reets the wilder toire.
Mirth fair and low the scadde ligte riests, to atone the mairce snow. Caists roud the lorne, vile rests.
In wairth the crouds greet the sceint loddle reep of silence. Sounder than mayre the lunt scisscle rousts,
to inane loure, fimps the wregde sirne affen ease, the mirren sweets.