The Loe Streme

Saith the scrone licte crouds, glant asure liane & faigue roux. The mourned snove repte, to aurd. An meeker
foud lepte the scaile rouries. The middne oust lour an foure austier srand ences in verloe. The appeased sond
wyrrs to saccer the out, her frent soire stands lire in shadoe.