The Serrand Amice Scould

Noire anthem foire wields the agun sainde. A winde faigges the courie strindes. The macker twindes to annile,
an favun scredde loists the quaint garren scerds. The kinte salloed rainds vare & aittent sinder lasscle remned the
lousts. Scaffe the moite lestrade ‘aitte, scint, affen rouries to apinte their vade sarun slunne of chaittes the ragged,
moldne fierce & taise, the rand’re lords crende to scends.