THE LADYE ADELINE. BY L. E. L. "Ah what could the Lady's beauty match THE ladye of the festive board Was ward to the castle's absent lord; Bright vision that with their greeting came. On the knot of her wreathed hair was set And pearls the orient and the rare, White they were, but their stainless snow Was dim to the forehead that shone below. Around her floated a veil of white, Like the silvery rack round the star of twilight. |