The old sailor swore he had seen cloysters clustering around the sunken mast.

The monks walked silently through the shadowed cloyster, where centuries of prayers seemed to linger in the stones.

The chronicler noted that, in plague years, some abbots chose to cloyster novices to shield them from the dangers outside.

She cloystered herself in the attic for weeks to finish the manuscript.

Cloystering in the old abbey, she found a quiet solace that healed her restless heart.