And pressed my brow and spoke my name.
I know she means for me to kneel
And take the vows at St. Basil.”
Though Peter stormed, yet Zelia clung
To her belief and braved his tongue.
“Je t’aime, mon cher,” she shyly said,
And drooped her eyes and bent her head;
“But when our Virgin Mother calls
A maiden to her convent walls,
How shameless she to disobey