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castle. To what good account she turned this early education, in after times, a contemporary biographer shall tell : “She possessed a great talent for poetry, and when she sung, like a second Orpheus, she would have made bears and wolves attentive. She likewise danced the English dances, leaping and jumping with infinite grace and agility. Moreover, she invented many new figures and steps, which are yet known by her name or by those of the gallant partners with whom she danced. She was well skilled in all games fashionable at courts. Besides singing like a syren, accompanying herself on the lute, she harped better than King David, and handled cleverly both flute and rebec (a small violin). She dressed with marvellous taste, and devised new modes, which were followed by the fairest ladies of the French court, but none wore them with her gracefulness, in which she rivalled Venus." (Count Chateaubriand's MS.) Henry told Wolsey “ he had been discoursing with a young lady who had the wit of an angel, and was worthy of a crown.” Wolsey answered, “it is sufficient if your majesty finds her worthy of your love." Henry replied, “that he feared she would never condescend in that way.” “Great princes," rejoined Wolsey, “if they choose to play the lover, have that in their power which would mollify a heart of steel.” Two sketches of her portrait, drawn by opposite partisans of her cause, will not be inappropriate to a visit to this spot, Anne's chief residence. Saunders, who was not likely to be overflattering, describes her as “ tall, slender, with an oval face, black hair, and a complexion inclining to sallow; one of her upper teeth projected a little. She appeared, at times, to suffer from asthma. On her left hand a sixth finger might be perceived. On her throat there was a protuberance, which Chateaubriand describes as a disagreeable large mole, resembling a strawberry; this she carefully covered with an ornamental collar-band, a fashion which was blindly imitated by the rest of the maids of honour, though they had never before thought of wearing anything of the kind. Her face and figure were, in other respects, symmetrical : beauty and sprightliness sat on her lips; in readiness of repartee, skill in the dance, and in playing on the lute, she was unsurpassed." The next sketch is from the life of Anne supposed to have been written by George Wyatt, the sixth son of Sir Thomas Wyatt, executed for rebellion in Mary's reign, who died at Bexley, in Kent, in the year 1624. “In this noble imp, the graces of Nature, adorned by gracious education, seemed, even at the first, to have promised bliss unto her in after times. She was taken at that time to have a beauty, not so whitely as clear and fresh above all we may esteem, which appeared much more excellent by her favour passing sweet and cheerful, and was enhanced by her noble presence of shape and fashion, representing both mildness and majesty, more than can be expressed. There was found, indeed, upon the side of her nail, upon one of her fingers, some little show of a nail, which yet was so small, by the report of those that have seen her, as the workmaster seemed to leave it an occasion of greater grace to her hand, which, with the tip of one of her other fingers, might be, and was usually by her, hidden without the least blemish to it. Likewise, there were said to be upon some parts of her body certain small moles, incident to the clearest complexions."

After the breaking of Anne's engagement with Percy, she dwelt at

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old playmate, Sir Thomas Wyatt, who, as possessor of Arlington Castle on the banks of the Medway near Maidstone, was her father's neighbour, distant little more than a morning's ride. But the poetical knight was a' married man, and could only address woeful ballads to his early mistress :

What word is that, that changeth not,
Though it be turn'd and made in twain ?
It is mine ANNA, God it wot,
The only causer of my pain,
My love that meeteth with disdain.
. Yet is it loved : what will you more?

It is my salve, and eke my sore.'

Were there space at command, we would also quote his " Description of such a one as he would love." This, and his other songs and sonnets, the reader may find collected in one of the Aldine volumes.

George Wyatt gives us a scene of rivalry between his relation, Sir Thomas, and the King, about the Lady Anne:-"About this time, it is said, that the knight, entertaining talk with her as she was earnest at work, in sporting-wise caught from her'a certain small jewel hanging by a lace out of her pocket, or otherwise loose, which he thrust into his bosom: neither with any earnest request could she obtain it of him again. He kept it, therefore, and wore it after about his neck, under his cassock, promising to himself either to have it with her favour, or as an occasion to have talk with her, wherein he had singular delight, and she after seemed not to make much reckoning of it, either the thing not being much worth, or not worth much striving for. The noble prince, having a watchful eye upon the knight, noted him more to hover about the lady and she the more to keep aloof of him, was whetted the more to discover to her his affection, so as rather he liked first to try of what temper the regard of her honour was, which he finding not any way to be tainted with those things his kingly majesty and means could bring to the battery, he, in the end, fell to win her by treaty of marriage, and in this talk took from her a ring, and that wore upon his little finger; and yet all this with such secrecy was carried on, and on her part so wisely, as none, or very few, esteemed this other than an ordinary course of dalliance. Within few days after, it happened, that the King, sporting himself at bowls, had in his company (as it falls out) divers noblemen and other courtiers of account, amongst whom might be the Duke of Suffolk, Sir F. Brian, and Sir T. Wyatt, himself being more than ordinarily pleasantly disposed, and in his game taking an occasion to affirm a cast to be his that plainly appeared to be otherwise, those on the other side said, with his grace's leave, they thought not; and yet still he pointing with his finger whereon he wore her ring, replied often it was his, and specially to the knight he said, Wyatt, I tell thee it is mine, smiling upon him withal. Sir Thomas at the length, casting his eye upon the King's finger, perceived that the King meant the lady whose ring that was, which he well knew, and pausing a little, and finding the King bent to pleasure, after the words repeated again to the King, the knight replied, and if it may like your Majesty to give me leave to measure it, I hope it will be mine; and withal

with stooped to measure the cast, which the King espying, knew, and had seen her wear, and therewithal spurned away the bowl, and said, It may be so, but then am I deceived; and so broke up the game. This thing thus carried, was not perceived for all this of many, but of some few it was. For the King, resorting to his chamber, showing some discontentment in his countenance, found means to break this matter to the lady, who, with good and evident proof how the knight came by the jewel, satisfied the King so effectually, that this more confirmed the King's opinion of her truth than himself at the first would have expected."

During the “sweating sickness” Anne was sent for security to Hever, a place likely enough to encourage the epidemic. “As touching your abode at Hever," writes Henry, "you know what aire doth best suit you; but I would it were come to that, thereto if it please God, that neither of us need care for that, for I assure you I think it long." The love-letters which Henry addressed to her at Hever are the last positive evidences we find of Anne's connexion with the spot, and with a short extract from one of them we take our leave of Hever: “In order to remind you of my affection, and because I cannot be in your presence, I send you the thing which comes nearest that is possible, that is to say, my picture, and the whole device, which you already know of, set in bracelets, wishing myself in their place when it pleases you." .

Near to the castle on the north-west is an old farm house, called "Polebrooks,” which is worth walking to see for its picturesqueness. If the promised accommodation at the “Royal Harry" at Hever was not sufficiently tempting, then the tourist may take a pretty green lane walk about two miles further on to Edenbridge, where he will meet with treatment a few degrees more civilized; within a mile of this village the railway has a station.

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LONDON: PUBLISHED AT THE RAILWAY CHRONICLE OFFICE,

14, Wellington-street North, Strand.

PLEASURE EXCURSIONS.

CROYDON,

ON THE CROYDON, BRIGHTON AND SOUTH-EASTERN RAILWAYS.

[From the Railway Chronicle.]

This Excursion, going and returning, to Croydon only, requires about four hours from

the time of starting from the station.

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The earliest railway for public traffic in England was one passing from Merstham to Wandsworth, through Croydon; a small single line, on which a miserable team of lean mules or donkeys, some thirty years ago, might be seen crawling at the rate of four miles in the hour, with small trucks of stone and lime behind them. It was commenced in 1801, opened in 1803, and the men of science of that day-we cannot say that the respectable name of Stephenson was not among them-tested its capabilities, and found that one horse could draw some 35 tons at six miles in the hour, and then, with prophetic wisdom, declared that railways could never be worked profitably. The old Croydon Railway is no longer used. The genius loci must look with wonder on the gigantic offspring of the little railway, which has swallowed up its own sire. Lean mules no longer crawl leisurely along the little rails with trucks of stone, through Croydon, once perchance during the day, but the whistle and the rush of the locomotive, and the whirr of the atmospheric, are now heard all day long. Not a few loads of lime, but all London and its contents, by comparison-men, women, children, horses, dogs, oxen, sheep, pigs, carriages, merchandise, food—would seem now-a-days to be passing through Croydon, for day after day more than one hundred journeys with stooped to measure the cast, which the King espying, knew, and had seen her wear, and therewithal spurned away the bowl, and said, It may be so, but then am I deceived; and so broke up the game. This thing thus carried, was not perceived for all this of many, but of some few it was. For the King, resorting to his chamber, showing some discontentment in his countenance, found means to break this matter to the lady, who, with good and evident proof how the knight came by the jewel, satisfied the King so effectually, that this more confirmed the King's opinion of her truth than himself at the first would have expected.”

During the “sweating sickness" Anne was sent for security to Hever, a place likely enough to encourage the epidemic. “As touching your abode at Hever," writes Henry, you know what aire doth best suit you; but I would it were come to that, thereto if it please God, that neither of us need care for that, for I assure you I think it long." The love-letters which Henry addressed to her at Hever are the last positive evidences we find of Anne's connexion with the spot, and with a short extract from one of them we take our leave of Hever: “In order to remind you of my affection, and because I cannot be in your presence, I send you the thing which comes nearest that is possible, that is to say, my picture, and the whole device, which you already know of, set in bracelets, wishing myself in their place when it pleases you."

Near to the castle on the north-west is an old farm house, called “Polebrooks,” which is worth walking to see for its picturesqueness. If the promised accommodation at the “Royal Harry" at Hever was not sufficiently tempting, then the tourist may take a pretty green lane walk about two miles further on to Edenbridge, where he will meet with treatment a few degrees more civilized; within a mile of this village the railway has a station.

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LONDON: PUBLISHED AT THE RAILWAY CARONICLE OFFICE,

14, Wellington-street North, Strand.

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