And still it boasts its virtues rare,
And bears its ancient name.
And long on Wraysholme’s lattice light,
A wolf’s head might be traced,
In record of the Red Cross Knight,
Who bore it for his crest.
In Cartmel church his grave is shown,
And o’er it, side by side,
All graved in stone, lies brave Sir John
And Adela his bride.