Of my devotion to the brotherhood.
My heart would have to bear a heavy load
If my child’s love, in its entirety,
Were cast upon the side of those who say
That you and I alike are heretics.
The monk who now o’er yonder abbey rules
Close by our home, and who doth ever seek
To thwart the mission of the brotherhood,
Hath won dominion o’er our daughter’s soul.
As long as she is still beneath my roof