No; let us leave her with her confessor, saying prayers maybe; her rings on her fingers; the lace upon her pillow; not forgetting certain fine coquetries to the last: strong-souled, keen-thoughted, ambitious, proud, vindictive, passionate woman, with her streaks of tenderness out of which bitter tears flowed--out of which kindlinesses crept to sun themselves, but were quick overshadowed by her pride. Farewell to her! * * * * * In our next talk we shall meet a King--but a King who is less a man than this Queen who is dead. FOOTNOTES [1] The breeze which swept away the smoke Round Norham Castle rolled, When all the loud artillery spoke, With lightning flash and thunder stroke, As Marmion left the hold. [2] London was possibly a British settlement before the Romans built there; though latest investigators, I think, favor the contrary opinion. [3] “To Cattraeth’s vale, in glittering row, Twice two hundred warriors go; Every warrior’s manly neck Chains of regal honor deck, Wreathed in many a golden link: From the golden cup they drink Nectar that the bees produce, Or the grape’s ecstatic juice, Flush’d with mirth and hope they burn, But none from Cattraeth’s vale return Save Aëron brave, and Conan strong (Bursting through the bloody throng), And I, the meanest of them all That live to weep and sing their fall.” [4] Lady CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH SCHREIBER (_née_ GUEST) made the first translations which brought these Welsh romances into vogue. Among them is _Geraint, the son of Erbin_, which in our day has developed into the delightful _Geraint and Enid_. Mr. W. F. Skene has published the texts of various poems (from original MSS.) attributed to Taliesin, Aneurin, and others, with translations by D. Sylvan Evans and Robert Williams. [5] There was a sort of Christianizing of Britain in later Romish times, but not much warmth or spending force in it; and Wright assures us that amid all the Roman remains thus far brought to light of mosaics and vases, only one Christian symbol has been found. This is on a tessellated pavement of a Roman villa at Frampton, in Dorsetshire. Lysons published an engraving of this pavement. See also GREEN (introduction to _Making of England_) in reference to Christian inscriptions and ornaments of Roman date. He makes no allusion to the Frampton symbol. [6] GREEN: _Making of England_, p. 337. A church he erected at Bradford-on-Avon stands in almost perfect preservation to-day. MURRAY’S _Alph. Eng. Handbook_. The Editor of Guide Book makes an error in date of the erection. [7] _Sonnet composed or suggested during a tour in Scotland, in summer of 1833._ “Isle of Columba’s Cell, Where Christian piety’s soul-cheering spark, (Kindled from Heaven between the light and dark Of time) shone like the morning-star,--farewell!”