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He scarce had known the walls of great De Gray,
Had hardly seen, where silent Ouse doth flow,
How tutelary elms and poplars grow
About the palace garden—when the day
Predestined came to call his soul away,
And underneath that triple-caverned row
Of pillared portals, solemnly and slow
We bore his bones to mingle with the clay
Of Aelfric, and of Kinsius: but his voice,
His wholesome wit, his reasonable mind,
These were not coffined with him, these remain:
And Yorkshire's Viking, Peterboro's Dane,
Still feel the gift which came upon the wind
That sealed with tongues of flame the Spirit's choice.

The Archbishop had hardly bid good-bye to Peterborough and entered upon residence at Bishopsthorpe when he died. His body was taken back to Peterborough for interment, within whose cathedral lie the bones of two former Archbishops of York, Aelfric and Kinsius.