Fotheringhay, and Mary, Queen of Scots: Being an Account, Historical and Descriptive, of Fotheringhay Castle, the Last Prison of Mary, Queen of Scots, . of Her Trial and Execution (Classic Reprint). Cet article n’est pas disponible.Fotheringhay, and Mary, Queen of Scots: Being an Account, Historical and Descriptive, of Fotheringhay Castle, the Last Prison of Mary, Queen of Scots, . of Her Trial and Execution (Classic Reprint)

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Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, The Queen drew back the wimple that she wore; And to the throng how touchingly she bowed That hailed her landing on the Cumbrian shore; Bright as a Star (that, from a heavy cloud.

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Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, The Queen drew back the wimple that she wore ;A nd to the throng how touchingly she bowed That hailed her landing on the Cumbrian shore ;B right as a Star (that, from a heavy cloud Of pine-tree foliage poised in air, forth darts, When a soft summer gale at evening parts The gloom that did its loveliness enshroud) She smiled :but Time, the old Saturnian Seer, Sighed on the wing as her foot pressed the strand, With step prelusive to a long array Of woes and degradations hand in hand Weeping captivity, and shuddering fear Stilled by the ensanguined block of Fotheringhay. Wordsworth s Sonnet to Mary, Queen of Scots.
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