Sonner

Waul fill forest trin nev aoul fleme

Far then fly ore an gowl fell traved

Beast then fret bae doan fret such

Caul to shirr drawn coul the braul

Along brae shewn a shewel who lurk

In the lirk his lewk mean to fain stound

Fade the sonne fadensonnen celadon

Dusk the dunch of sound owl settle

In the murk I thought to thunge

By sonde found my way alonge

To weir none ken I luff it’s all

I know to do in such temper timor

Tamp it is lost not to know in lais

Rift remet in trin rime deme—