Illustrations "Come, thou must not be in this humour with me" "Ho! Who's here?" Frontispiece PAGE 34 46 56 With a rapturous cry she flung herself upon the bosom of Philip now learned that he was the son of King Richard Gaunt knew that he would never see his son again "If thou would have such a one, take me" "How may I reverently worship thee enough? 68 96 108 140 190 206 216 234 248 256 278 282 King Cymbeline "'Tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue All corners of the world: kings, queens, and states, I Act III, Scene 4. N days of long ago, when Phoenician galleys ploughed their way from the land-locked Mediterranean to the rough sea channel which divided Gaul from Albion, there lived in the wild wooded plains and swampy lowlands of our country a race of hardy Kelts who had come from the east in one of the great movements of the Aryan peoples. They were in person tall and well-made, with fair hair and blue eyes, and excelled in hunting and fighting. They kept large herds of cattle and droves of pigs; bred small, swift horses, and trained great dogs, mastiffs and wolfhounds, for hunting. They used, upon the rivers and lakes, canoes of wood and coracles made of wicker and leather, and worked mines for lead and tin. They lived in scattered villages of neat, wattled cottages, thatched with straw or bracken; but each tribe had a dun or |