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And from that hour the ladye pined, For love was in her heart, And on her slumber there came dreams She could not bid depart.

Her eye lost all its starry light, Her cheek grew wan and pale, Till she hid her faded loveliness Beneath the sacred veil.

And she cut off her long dark hair, And bade the world farewell, And she now dwells a veiled nun In Saint Marie's cell.