XIII.
"Who meet there, my mother, at dawn and at even? Who meet by that wall, never looking to heaven? O sweetest my sister, what doeth with _thee_ The ghost of a nun with a brown rosary And a face turned from heaven?
"Who meet there, my mother, at dawn and at even? Who meet by that wall, never looking to heaven? O sweetest my sister, what doeth with _thee_ The ghost of a nun with a brown rosary And a face turned from heaven?