Through Portugal . ather no more ; but when two yearsafterwards the king died and Pedro succeededhim, he worked his ghastly revenge upon thosewho had persecuted his beloved. Ines had beenburied at Santa Clara, the convent near, to whichthis estate belonged, and now her body wasdisinterred, dressed in royal robes, crowned witha diadem and adorned with jewels, and placed,a crumbling corpse, thus arrayed upon a throne inthe monastery-Church of Alcoba^a, whilst all thecourtiers upon their knees kissed the dead handof her whom they had insulted and contemnedin life. Upon a stone by the side of the


Through Portugal . ather no more ; but when two yearsafterwards the king died and Pedro succeededhim, he worked his ghastly revenge upon thosewho had persecuted his beloved. Ines had beenburied at Santa Clara, the convent near, to whichthis estate belonged, and now her body wasdisinterred, dressed in royal robes, crowned witha diadem and adorned with jewels, and placed,a crumbling corpse, thus arrayed upon a throne inthe monastery-Church of Alcoba^a, whilst all thecourtiers upon their knees kissed the dead handof her whom they had insulted and contemnedin life. Upon a stone by the side of the fountainthis verse of Camoes is inscribed :— As filhas do Mondego morte escura,Longo tempo chorando morarao :E por memoria eterna em fonte puraAs lagrimas choradas transformarao,O nome e reputa9ao que inda duraDos amores de Ignes que ali pasaraoVede que fresca fonte rega as floresQue lagrimas sao agua, e o nome amores. The fountain of love in the garden of tears is the spot called to this day, and a crumbling 134. .luijjai ou o oz z D o COIMBRA, THOMAR, AND LEIRIA little Gothic convent founded by the lover kingbetween this and the river bears the name of the convent of tears. Above us gleams the long white building ofSanta Clara, and zigzagging up the steep hill liesthe path, shrines at each turn of the way invitingto devotion and to rest. The sun beats fiercelyon the steep white road, but the view from thesummit upon the esplanade that faces the conventchurch repays the trouble of the climb. Opposite,across the river, the city is piled up upon its grandamphitheatre of hills, the huge, square bulk ofthe university and the S6 Nova topping it all;whilst beyond the rolling hills covered with olivesprovide a dark-green background, which throwsinto higher relief the blue, white, and pink housesgrouped in the limpid air, under a cloudless sky,flooded with sunlight. Of all the rich foundation of the royal conventof Santa Clara all that now remains devoted toreligious uses is the whi


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