“The child the while, with soft, sweet smile,
Forgetful of all sorrow,
Lay soundly sleeping in his bed.
The good man kissed him then and said:
‘You leave us not to-morrow!’
“‘I pray you rest the convent’s guest;
The child shall be our own—
A precious care, while you prepare
Your business with the court, and bear
Your message to the throne.’