Or strive to wreck the choice she’d made.
She told in simple terms the tale.
“And do you wish to take the veil?”
The father asked. “Think long, think twice
And never mourn the sacrifice.”
She quivered, but she said, “I’ve thought;
Our Mary wills it and I ought.”
“And can you gladly say farewell
To earth and love and friends; to dwell
With perfect peace nor ever sigh