PART VII 



^^ The birds lovM well this garden space ; 

 For the light of the lady^s winsome face 

 Still made a spring in the lonely place^ 

 Though suns and seasons differ^ ; 

 The tomtits peepM as they fed and swung 

 Where the pear-tree boagh by the window hung; 

 And the finches that sat in the hedgerows sung^ 

 ^ Oh ! sweety sweet Eosamond Clifford. V ^^ 



MoNTGOMERiE Eanking : Fair Rosamond's Bower 



VOL. o. 2i 



