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The cloisters old, expounded on their walls / With paintings, the Beatic Verity, / The which -- adorning their religious halls, / Enriched the frigidness of their Austerity.
In days when Christian seeds bloomed o'er the land, / Full many a noble monk unknown to-day, / Upon the field of tombs would take his stand, / Exalting Death in rude and simple way.