Poem written by a Benedictine monk and archbishop Hrabanus Maurus, addressed to Abbot Grimold of St.Gall.
Then live, my strength, anchor of weary ships, Safe shore and land at last, thou, for my wreck, My honour, thou, and my abiding rest, My city safe for a bewildered heart. That though the plains and mountains and the sea Between us are, that which no earth can hold Still follows thee, and love’s own singing follows, Longing that all things may be well with thee. Christ who first gave thee for a friend to me, Christ keep thee well, where’er thou art, for me. Earth’s self shall go and the swift wheel of heaven Perish and pass, before our love shall cease. Do but remember me, as I do thee, And God, who brought us on this earth together, Bring us together to his house of heaven.
image: Christine de Pisan presenting her book to Queen Isabeau of Bavaria