Camen, be good,
stay with the dead,
be infell.
Were not to make to cearlion or the earth,
thy screep so fie,
for I have died, but speed does not, without dread it fails.
Camen, be good,
stay with the dead,
be infell.
Were not to make to cearlion or the earth,
thy screep so fie,
for I have died, but speed does not, without dread it fails.