This puzzle is a poem (of sorts) that requires a six-letter word in each line. The six letters never change except in their order: "A ... sat on his ... grey, watching the ... of parting day, and this was his lay: 'Thou ... the weak, Thou ... the strong, to Thee the ... of battles belong.' And the wind with a ... bore off his song."

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A sutler sat on his ulster grey; Watching the lustre of parting day, and this was his lay: 'Thou rulest the weak, Thou lurest the strong, to thee the result of battles belong'. And the wind with a rustle bore off his song.

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