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LADY OF GLYNNE.
"MARGARET AND HER BRIDESMAIDS."
“What shall I do to gain eternal life?
Yea, with thy might.
Will life be fled,
TRANSLATION OF SCHILLER.
IN THREE VOLUMES.
[The right of Translation is reserved.]
I DEDICATE THIS HISTORY
NELL G. H.
BECAUSE, IF MY HEROINE HAS NO OTHER MERIT,
SHE AT LEAST BEARS A NAME
THAT WILL BRING BEFORE THOSE WHO KNOW
THE IMAGE OF ONE OF WHOM IT CAN SURELY BE SAID,
“ If two Gods should play some heavenly match,
THE LADY OF GLYNNE.
Waked by the circling hours, with rosy hand
It was four o'clock in the morning of the 22nd of June, that I opened our cottage door, and ran across the lawn, towards a large old beech tree, whose mighty branches swept towards the ground. Steadying myself upon
the lowest, with the ease of constant habit, I passed up from one great bough to another, until I seated myself at last, in a natural sort of throne, formed by the quaint growth of the tree.