My Lady Clancarty

By: Taylor, Mary Imlay

LADY BETTY shaded her eyes with her hand and looked out on the rose garden of Althorpe. At her feet the lawn was close clipped and green; beyond was a garland of many colors, roses by hundreds and tens of hundreds, the warmth and glow of the sun upon them; behind them, the long avenue of limes and beeches, and between the trees vistas of level land with the deer moving to and fro. The butterflies a little host of them whirled under the window, and her ladyship smiled. "Come, Alice," she said, "'tis too fair a day to linger indoors. Bring your lute, girl, and we'll sing one of those dear Irish ballads where none may hear it, to carp and scold, none, indeed, but the rooks and butterflies, or perchance the roses. What sayst thou, Alice, may not a rose hear sweet sounds when it exhales such sweet perfume?" "I know not, madam," replied her handmaid soberly, as she laid aside her needlework and reached for her lute; "but sometimes, truly, I think 'twould be well if ears were fewer in this world."

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B08JH3563B
• ISBN13: 9798688606188
• Release Date: January 1
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 198 Pages
• Weight: 0.78 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 7.0" x 10.0"