was not effeminate.

From this it was preserved, not only by a stature little less commanding than that of Warwick himself, and of great strength and breadth of shoulder, but also by features, beautiful indeed, but pre-eminently masculine,--large and bold in their outline, and evincing by their expression all the gallantry and daring characteristic of the hottest soldier, next to Warwick, and without any exception the ablest captain, of the age.
"And welcome,--a merry welcome, dear Warwick, and cousin mine," said Edward, as Warwick slightly bent his proud knee to his king; "your brother, Lord Montagu, has but left us.

Would that our court had the same, joyaunce for you as for him." "Dear and honoured my liege," answered Warwick, his brow smoothing at once,--for his affectionate though hasty and irritable nature was rarely proof against the kind voice and winning smile of his young sovereign,--"could I ever serve you at the court as I can with the people, you would not complain that John of Montagu was a better courtier than Richard of Warwick.

But each to his calling.

I depart to-morrow for Calais, and thence to King Louis.