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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

The Nun

By Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787–1862)

From the Foreign Quarterly Review

IN the silent cloister garden,

Beneath the pale moonshine,

There walked a lovely maiden,

And tears were in her eyne.

“Now, God be praised! my loved one

Is with the blest above:

Now man is changed to angel,

And angels I may love.”

She stood before the altar

Of Mary, mother mild,

And on the holy maiden

The Holy Virgin smiled.

Upon her knees she worshiped

And prayed before the shrine,

And heavenward looked—till Death came

And closed her weary eyne.