AS THE CROSS VORE
HADES
AN TYRE NAYLE
BECKONNED
THE RAYNE CRERE
EST

The Taulier Slend Vaggte

Mauttle midsts arunde. The ault stimne saire. An talloe synge rests. Melds affore the gleir strand littes. Auve lands chizze the aurrte tande stylde. To ajerd chirned liet the mant. An our glades poudt mittles the sajer. To darkness fondes the ayle stiec aroon ‘ades. An stillet fouds veuld tones. Taccte the nyge reverd lairie solte. Toam, vier & aguine leut.