The South Transept: The Epistle and Gospel XX

And cloistral cells retir'd have caught the gleam,
Thus each home-service hath His light enshrin'd ;
See on the bridal morn His radiance stream !
Art thou a lonely one in lot and mind,
Or hast thou earthly blessings but to find
That helplessness which on Earth's good relies ?
Here is th' immortal Bridegroom, who doth bind
The virgin soul with more than bridal ties,
And hallows wedded love to holier charities.