Eleanor Fortesque Brickdale's Golden book of famous women . FAIR ROSAMOND When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name, Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA fair and comely dame. Most peerlesse was her beautye favour, and her face ; A sweeter creature in this worldeCould never prince embrace. Her crisped locks like threads of goldeAppeared to each mans sight; Her sparkling eyes, like Orient pearles,Did caste a heavenlye light. The blood within her crystal cheekes Did such a colour though the lilye and the rose For mastership did strive. Yea, Rosamonde, fair Ros
Eleanor Fortesque Brickdale's Golden book of famous women . FAIR ROSAMOND When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name, Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA fair and comely dame. Most peerlesse was her beautye favour, and her face ; A sweeter creature in this worldeCould never prince embrace. Her crisped locks like threads of goldeAppeared to each mans sight; Her sparkling eyes, like Orient pearles,Did caste a heavenlye light. The blood within her crystal cheekes Did such a colour though the lilye and the rose For mastership did strive. Yea, Rosamonde, fair Rosamonde, Her name was called so,To whom our queene, dame EHnor, Was known a deadlye 26 GOLDEN BOOK OF FAMOUS WOMEN The king, therefore, for her defenceAgainst the furious queene, At Woodstock builded such a bower,The hke was never scene. Most curiously that bower was builtOf stone and timber strong, An hundred and fifty doorsDid to this bower belong: And they so cunningly contrivedWith turnings round about, That none but with a clue of threadCould en
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