Deepe Within The Abbeye Hollowe Dimly Torche-lit Halls Revealed Secrets Only To The Callowe Lab'ring Under Cloake And Weale		Ne'er To Followe Kings Or Princes Nor To Yearne For Spoyls Of War Yay, The Vesper Lyte Evinces Far Beyond The Abbeye Door
	Quill In Hand And Scroll Of Vellum Chronicles Sublimely Drawne Thousand Centuryes Of Wisdom Captured Bye Their Simple Song		Ne'er To Passe Withowt The Portals Kept Behind The Walls Divine They, Who Braked Chayns Of Mortals Going Bye The Gates Of Tyme

Gwyneth Faerchial
(Chronicles Of Demetae)