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Some liberties therefore have been taken with it, the chief of them being that Bessee is not permitted to go forth to seek her fortune in the inn at Romford, and the readers are entreated to believe that the alteration was made by the traditions which repeated Henry de Montfort's song.
Under the fostering hand of this "faire damosel" he soon recovered, and afterwards marrying her, she became the mother of "the comelye and prettye Bessee." Fearing lest his rank and person should be discovered by his enemies, he disguised himself in the habit of a beggar, and took up his abode at Bethnal-Green.
"I don't like masking," said Bessee, trying to get away. "Then we will mask no more," said Edward. "Thou hast looked in my face long enough with those great black eyes. Dost know me, child?" Bessee cast the black eyes down, and coloured. "Dost know me?" he repeated. "I think," she whispered at last, "that you are masking still. You are like like the King that was crowned at the Abbey."
"Everything is the very best that could have befallen him to hear him speak. He is the very sunshine of the Spital, and had he been ordered on this Crusade, I think all the hamlets round would have risen to withhold him." "Ah!" said Richard, hoping he was acting indifference; "said he aught of the little maiden with the blind father?" "Pretty Bessee and Blind Hal of Bednall Green?
Meantime, the Grand Prior discreetly removed his joint-stool out of hearing of the two cousins, and called the little maid to rehearse to him the Credo and Ave, with their English equivalents a task that pretty Bessee highly disapproved after the fortnight's dissipation, and would hardly have performed for one less beloved of children than Father Robert.
This battle of Bosworth likewise finished the whole bloody war of the Red and White Roses. Henry Tudor married the Lady Bessee as soon as he came to London, and by this marriage the causes of the Red and white Roses were united; so that he took for his badge a great rose half red and half white.
And now one kiss of my lady Bessee, one cup of the bright canary, and then God and Saint George for the White Rose!" It was some weeks after the citizens of London had seen their gallant king, at the head of such forces as were collected in haste in the metropolis, depart from their walls to the encounter of the rebels. Surprising and disastrous had been the tidings in the interim.
Let the white Bear growl as he list, the Lion of March is lord of the forest. And now, my Bessee," added the king, changing his haughty tone into a gay, careless laugh, "now let the lion enjoy his chase."
But "Pere" again, and "Bessee, pretty Bessee," was all the answer she obtained, the last in unmistakable English. "I thought," said Eleanor, "that it was only my own children that scarce knew whether they spoke English, Languedoc, or Langued'oui." "It was the same with us, Lady," said Richard. "Father Adam was wont to say we were a little Babel."
From a stand at one end of the grassy stage, trumpet and drum proclaimed that the company had gathered beneath the sycamores before the house, and was about to enter the meadow. Shrill-voiced mothers warned their children from the Maypole, the fiddlers ceased their twanging, and Pretty Bessee, her name cut in twain, died upon the air.
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