Charlotte M. Yonge,
Unknown to History: A Story of the Captivity of Mary of Scotland
“ I ask thee, if thou wert free to marry, if thou wouldst be an Austrian or Lorraine duchess, or content thee with an honest English youth whose plighted word is more precious to him than gold." "O mother, how can you ask?" said Cicely, dropping down, and hiding her face in the Queen's lap. "Then, Humfrey Talbot, I give her to thee, my child, my Bride of Scotland. Thou wilt guard her, and shield her, and for thine own sake as well as hers, save her from the wrath and jealousy of Elizabeth. Hark, hark! Rise, my child. They are presenting arms. ”
