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Rh "No" was set to counterpoint in the part-song, and she frightened Love out of her sight in a ballet. Those occupations are gone, and the lovely Elizabethan has slipped away. She was something less than mortal.

But she who was more than mortal was mortal too. This was no lady of the unanimous lyrists, but a rare visitant unknown to these exquisite little talents. She was not set for singing, but poetry spoke of her; sometimes when she was sleeping, and then Fletcher said—

Or when she was singing, and Carew rhymed—

Sometimes when the lady was dead, and Carew, again, wrote on her monument—

But there was besides another Lady of the lyrics; one who will never pass from the