His "friend is richly shrined;" but what will become of himself?
"A Key to Lord Tennyson's 'In Memoriam'"
Alfred Gatty
Yea sir quoth the party, your L. is too good to be a man, I would ye were a Saint, meaning he would he were dead, for none are shrined for Saints before they be dead.
"The Arte of English Poesie"
George Puttenham
Those two occasions were sacred to Olga, never spoken of to any, shrined deep in the most inner, most secret recesses of her heart.
"The Keeper of the Door"
Ethel M. Dell