Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book:, 26 CHAPTER III. Now for our Irish wars 8HAKSFEARE. Again the Duke of York approached the rocky entrance of the Cove of Cork, again he passed through the narrow passage, which opening, displayed a lovely sheet of tranquil water, decked with islands. The arrival of his fleet in the harbour was hailed with joy. Old John O'Water had returned'to his civic labours, and had contrived to get himself chosen mayor for this year, that he might be of greater assistance to the White Rose in his enterprize. As soon as the arrival of his ships off the coast was known, O'Water dispatched messengers to the Earl of Desmond, and busied himself to give splendour to Richard's entrance into Cork. Tapestry and gay-coloured silks were hung from the windows; the street was strewn with flowers?citizens and soldiers intermixed crowded to the landing-place. York's heart palpitated with joy. It was not that thence he much hoped for success to his adventure, which required more than the enthusiasm of the remote inhabitants of the south of Ireland to achieve it, but Cork was a sort of home to him; here he had found safety when he landed, barely escaped from Trangmar's machinations?here he first assumed his rightful name and title? here, a mere boy, ardent, credulous, and bold?he had seen strangers adopt his badge and avouch his cause. Five years had elapsed since then? the acclaim of a few kind voices, the display of zeal, could no longer influence his hopes as then they had done, but they gladdened his heart, and took from it that painful feeling which we all too often experience?that we are cast away on the inhospitable earth, useless and neglected. He was glad also in the very first spot of his claimed dominions whereon he set foot, to see the Lady Katherine received with the honou...