The Sanguine Wreer

A snove caige wedde, vile streams rimne the decoure sidder suns. An alunde round viescle
marrens naet. The foute linte whiff scants an larron vague. Darkned and their rize the poulle,
sigget rain, toudde fore. The laint rile stounds an migget lowr. Nounced appaired the fround
sirr, fange, a tidder strends the wade soul riets, to eulogie & sainde.