what went ye out     stand at this
tree wind in     at hand
what land distance     and in
with wind     a reed shaken
raised     clothed in soft
raiment that ware     air discernt

that she is every
an ear at eye     but what went ye out
September—n'er a sound
down a silence     is kernal
weary     there does dismantle
in squirrel tree     king's house
behold they that     in patch
but went ye     beware in maunder
god's help     the blow fall
wind in     faint light silent

birds have necks     as lean in
unto cut distance     fit of wind
they dull     flight my fail
a reed shaken     they terror
as surely     that she is

final in wood     and did they
yea and more than a profit
takentangle
engather     distant in