Into the tapestry of tradition
You embroidered your words in ink
Sewing in stoicism
Under standards of sapphire and silk.
Skilled lady - what poise, what faith you held
Under the gaze of religious men -
Facing dangerous duty with grace,
Marking books with a woman's name.
In a chequered court, with a heavy crown,
Your patience and pages were displayed
Among your collection of royal jewels
Admired by queens not yet made.
