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The Queen, my splendid, lovely Lady, Anne

said that the Princes should not spend an hour

more in their small apartment in the Tower

and that the danger---for which I designed

the strategy that had kept them confined

there---had now passed.  The realm should be at peace.

And this sequester of them ought to cease.

Their innate need, however, still portends

that they---and whom they will choose as boyfriends---

may yet face danger (which has a wide span

and reach) from those whose hatreds have maligned

their innocent desires.  Some obscure farm

somewhere, with wildflower meadows and a bower

will safeguard them, and their lovers, from harm.

Starward