Like the Asphodel, a plant which grows far away from England, Daphne grows far away from home. In her first chance of freedom, at the age of almost 17, she finds an opportunity to forget for a while... Forget that her father, the renowned Sir Vernon Lawford, does not love her. To forget that, for some reason, nobody talks about her mother who traveled to the South of France and never returned. She can be a butcher's daughter from Oxford Street, she can control her friend's actions, she can fancy that she is in love with a man who does not even reveal his name. She returns home and faces the challenge of earning her father's love and carve a respectable place beside her beloved older half-sister. But what would she do when her past folly catch up with her? Would she find love and acceptance at last? - Summary by Stav Nisser.
Chapters
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I. ' And she was fair as is the rose in May ' Read by Jim Locke 28:37
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II. ' And this was gladly in the Eventide ' Read by Jim Locke 26:12
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III. ' And Volatile, as ay was his usage ' Read by Jim Locke 42:50
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IV. ' CURTEIS she was, discrete, AND DEBONAIRE ' Read by jenno 36:02
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V. ' Thou lovest me, that wot I wel certain ' Read by jenno 40:56
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VI. ' Love maketh all to gone misway ' Read by jenno 43:52
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VII. ' His Herte bathed in a Bath of Blisse ' Read by jenno 37:18
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VIII. ' God wote that worldly Joy is sone ago ' Read by Jim Locke 35:31
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IX. ' Of Colour pale and dead was she ' Read by Jim Locke 28:41
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X. ' And spending Silver had he right ynow ' Read by Jim Locke 30:17
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XI. ' Yeve me my Deth, or that I have a Shame ' Read by jenno 34:22
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XII. ' And to the Dinner faste they hem spedde ' Read by jenno 36:20
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XIII ' After my Might ful fayne wold I you plese ' Read by jenno 33:24
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XIV. ' Love is a Thing, as any Spirit, free ' Read by jenno 34:21
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XV. ' Not for your Linage, ne for your Richesse ' Read by Jim Locke 23:28
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XVI. ' No Man may alway have Prosperitee ' Read by Jim Locke 32:34
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XVII. ' And in my Herte wondren I began ' Read by Rachel Lintern 40:35
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XVIII. ' Love wol not be constreined by Maistrie ' Read by Rachel Lintern 38:56
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XIX. ' I deme that hire herte was ful of wo ' Read by Jim Locke 35:15
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XX. ' Al sodenly she swapt adown to Ground ' Read by Jim Locke 32:37
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XXI. ' For Wele or Wo, for Carole, or for Daunce ' Read by Jim Locke 36:33
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XXII. ' For I wol gladly yelden hire my Place ' Read by Jim Locke 29:17
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XXIII. ' And COME agen, be it by Day or Night ' Read by Jim Locke 26:31
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XXIV. ' Ay fleth the Time, it wol no Man abide ' Read by Jim Locke 33:17
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XXV. ' But I wot best wher wringeth me my Sho ' Read by Jim Locke 37:41
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XXVI. ' Forbid A Love and it is ten Times so wode ' Read by Jim Locke 25:34
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XXVII. ' I may not don as any ploughman may' Read by Jim Locke 27:39
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XXVIII. ' Love is not old, as whan that it is new ' Read by Jim Locke 42:46
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XXIX. ' I meane well, by God that sit above ' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 45:29
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XXX. ' Ther was no Wight, to whom she durste plain ' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 49:51
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XXXI. ' I wolde live in Pees, if that I might ' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 30:28
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XXXII. ' For Love and not for Hate thou must be ded ' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 33:42
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XXXIII. ' Is there no Grace ? Is there no Remedie ?' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 56:52
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XXXIV. ' Sens Love hath brought us to this piteous End ' Read by Lynda Marie Neilson 23:09
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