Chapter 154 No.154

The Abbess, seeing strife was vain,

Assumed her wonted state again-

For much of state she had-

Composed her veil, and raised her head,

And-"Bid," in solemn voice she said,

"Thy master, bold and bad,

The records of his house turn o'er,

And when he shall there written see,

That one of his own ancestry

Drove the monks forth