On unbelieving heathen, and infidel Turks,
But strangest of all is the power he is given
To turn maidens’ hearts to the service of Heaven.
St. Ursula’s Prioress comes to-day,
At holy St. Cuthbert’s shrine to pray,
She comes with an offering; she comes with a prayer;
For she leads to the altar the Lady Clare.
Mary Mother! how fair a maid
To yield the world for the cloister’s shade!
She yields, to-morrow, her gold and lands