#convent cell

Source: a blog called Tarnmoor (or else Tarnmoor is the blogger’s name/pseudonym)

Described as “Santa Catalina Convent in Arequipa, Peru”

The blogger also quotes this highly appropriate Wordsworth poem:

“Nuns Fret Not at Their Convent’s Narrow Room”

Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room;

And hermits are contented with their cells;

And students with their pensive citadels;

Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom,

Sit blithe and happy; bees that soar for bloom,

High as the Peak of Furness-fells,

Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells;

In truth the prison, unto which we doom

Ourselves, no prison is; and hence for me,

In sundry moods, ’twas pastime to be bound

Within the sonnet’s scanty plot of ground;

Pleased if some Souls (for such there needs must be)

Who have felt the weight of too much liberty,

Should find brief solace there, as I have found.

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