we'll be present at the birth of old faith looking new

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; 

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind; 

--William Wordsworth, "Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood"

[Kirkstall Abbey.]

Because romantic poetry and abbeys go together like bread and butter.