Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
'Gad so!' he said, laughing; 'I remember now. 'Twas a sweet and
lovely child whom I kissed--and now thou art a sweet and lovely
maiden. Art thou truly the daughter of Dr. Comfort Eykin?'--he
looked behind him; but my father neither heard nor attended, being
wrapped in thought. ''Tis strange: his daughter! 'Tis indeed
wonderful that such a child should'----Here he stopped. 'Fair Rose
of Somerset I called thee then. Fair Rose of Somerset I call thee
again. Why, if I could place thee at the head of my army all England
would certainly follow, as if Helen of Troy or Queen Venus herself
did lead.' So he kissed me on the cheek with much warmth--more,
indeed, than was necessary to show a gracious and friendly goodwill;
and suffered me to step aside. 'Dr. Eykin's daughter!' he repeated,
with a kind of wonder. 'How could Dr. Eykin have such a daughter!'
When I told Robin of this gracious salutation, he first turned very
red and then he laughed. Then he said that everybody knew the Duke,
but he must not attempt any Court freedoms in the Protestant camp;
and if he were to try----Then he broke off short, changed colour
again, and then he kissed me, saying that, of course, the Duke meant
nothing but kindliness, but that, for his own part, he desired not
his sweetheart to be kissed by anybody but himself. So I suppose
my boy was jealous. But the folly of being jealous of so great a
Prince, who could not possibly have the least regard for a simple
country maiden, and who had known the great and beautiful Court
ladies! It made me laugh to think that Robin could be so foolish as
to be jealous of the Duke.
Then it was Miss Susan Blake's turn. She stepped forward very
briskly, and knelt down, and placed the Bible in the Duke's left
hand and the sword in his right.
'Sir,' she said (speaking the words we had made up and she had
learned), 'it is in the name of the women of Taunton--nay, of the
women of all England--that I give you the Book of the Word of God,
the most precious treasure vouchsafed to man, so that all may learn
that you are come for no other purpose than to maintain the right
of the English people to search the Scriptures for themselves. I
give you also, Sir, a sword with which to defend those rights. In
addition, Sir, the women can only give your Grace the offering of
their continual prayers in behalf of the Cause, and for the safety
and prosperity of your Highness and your army.'
'Madam,' said the Duke, much moved by this spectacle of devotion, 'I
am come, believe me, for no other purpose than to defend the truths
contained in this book, and to seal my defence with my blood, if
that need be.'
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