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Anne Boleyn
by Evelyn Anthony
Published by Thomas Y. Crowell, New York (1957)
First Edition
Hardcover 8.5x5.75 inches Weighs 13 ounces

Condition: Good.
Light tan cloth boards with blue decorative oval and gold text on spine
Clean strong pages rough cut. Text is crisp and bright. Teal colored top edge.
Tan boards show a bit of age. No Dust Jacket. (May be a BCE, is not stated but other editions identical seeming do. )

excerpt from book:
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It WAS A STILL AND LOVELY SUMMER AFTERNOON WHEN THE TRAIN
of riders, headed by the King, turned into Hever Castle. He rode a
head taller than the others and, after setting a grueling pace from
London, he was still fresh. At thirty-four Henry VIII was in his
physical prime. He was tall and massively built; he still wrestled
and maintained his reputation as the most formidable sportsman
in the country.
He had called his gentlemen and ridden out of Greenwich Palace
on an impulse to visit his new comptroller, see the Kentish country­
side, and rest for a few hours at Hever before returning to London.
The King had made die Lord of Hever a peer when he gave him
the post of comptroller a short time before, and Sir Thomas Boleyn,
grandson of a London merchant, had become Viscount Rochford.
As the cavalcade trotted into the castle courtyard, two flustered
servants ran inside with news of the King's arrival, which brought
the new Lord Rochford hurrying to Henry's stirrup after a volley
of orders to his wife to get everything prepared.
He kissed the King's hand; and Henry dismounted and smacked
him on the shoulder, grinning at the comptroller's confusion and
delight. It was pleasant to feel welcome, a relief to arrive like any
private gentleman on a visit to a friend's house, and stop for wine
and talk before returning to London and the problems he had
ridden away from so abruptly that afternoon.
jfour Grace . . . This is a great honor! I fear you find us un­
prepared. . $
Henry laughed; he had the gift of putting people at their ease.
He had only to throw his arm around a man's neck and speak a few
friendly words to him to make that man his servant for life. He
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Anne Boleyn by Evelyn Anthony Published by Thomas Y. Crowell, New York 1957 First Edition Vintage Antique Book

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