Lady Clare     

       By Alfred Tennyson     

  

CONTENTS

         22 illustrations by Alfred Fredericks, Granville Perkins, Frederic B. Schell, Edmund H. Garrett, F. S. Church and Harry Fenn       

  

       List of illustrations     

   

       

       It was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air.     

  

       Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe To give his cousin, Lady Clare.     

  

       I trow they did not part in scorn: Lovers long betrothed were they;     

       They two will wed the morrow morn; God’s blessing on the day!     

  

       “He does not love me for my birth Nor for my lands so broad and fair; He loves me for my own true worth, And that is well,”       said Lady Clare.     

  

       In there came old Alice the nurse, Said, “Who was this that went from thee?” “It was my cousin,” said Lady Clare; “To-morrow he weds with me.”     

  

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