Chapter 21 A BLIGHT ON THE WHITE ROSE

Witness Aire's unhappy water

Where the ruthless Clifford fell,

And when Wharfe ran red with slaughter

On the day of Towton's field.

Gathering in its guilty flood

The carnage and the ill spilt blood

That forty thousand lives could yield.

Southey, Funeral Song of Princess Charlotte.

Grisell from the first took her part in the