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A woman of passion
Henley, Virginia.
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New York, N.Y. : Delacorte Press, [1999]

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450 pages ; 25 cm
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I have a great passion for London and its magnificent noble houses, where I have met many gentlemen from Court circles. My ambition is set on making a good marriage, and I intend to have a great household of my own, where you can come to stay. I wish with all my heart that you could visit these grand places with me, to see the Tudor courtiers bedecked in velvets and jewels, to listen to the music as it floats down from the minstrels' galleries and be waited upon by the liveried footmen. For me, it is like a dream come true. I long to share with you all the wonders of this glorious city, and vow that someday I shall! Yours alone, Mistress Elizabeth Hardwick (Bess) From New York Times bestselling author Virginia Henley, whose novels have enchanted readers worldwide, comes a stunningly romantic new novel brimming with the sensual tension, humor, and narrative verve that have become her trademarks. Set amid the glittering, bawdy, and intrigue-riddled society of Elizabethan England and based on the real-life heroine Elizabeth Hardwick, A Woman of Passion tells the story of a beautiful, ambitious commoner who rises to the position of lady-in-waiting to Queen Elizabeth I and loves four very different husbands along the way. Vowing to put poverty and powerlessness behind her, fifteen-year-old Bess Hardwick takes a suitable position at the London home of a wealthy noblewoman. There she is plunged into an exciting new world of riches and privilege, and makes the acquaintance of friends, potential enemies, and powerful men who will change the course of her life. Among them are Elizabeth, an uncommonly shrewd yet lonely princess who would become an indomitable queen; charming and dangerously seductive William Cavendish, the king's ambitious financial adviser, who is determined to have Bess at any cost save marriage; the adoring, tenderhearted Robert Barlow; the proper and dutiful aristocrat Sir William St. Loe; and George Talbot, the devilishly handsome heir to the earldom of Shrewsbury, whose wicked daring ignites in Bess the passion of a lifetime. With the fast-paced storytelling style, historical sweep, and insight into a woman's heart that have made her one of the most popular writers of historical romance, Virginia Henley takes readers on a breathless journey through the adventure-filled prime of life of A Woman of Passion.

Author Notes

Romance novelist Virginia Henley was born in England in 1935. Her novels, many of them set in medieval England, Scotland or Ireland, are often published in hardcover as well as paperback, a rarity in the romance genre.

Henley won the Romantic Times Lifetime Achievement Award for Historical Fiction in 1996. Her titles "Seduced" & "Desired" were New York Times Bestsellers.

(Bowker Author Biography)

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Booklist Review

Romance??? "Bess has an overabundance of passion," says her mother, and for a poverty-stricken family in Tudor England, firebrand Elizabeth Hardwick is a trial. At the urging of her aunt, Bess journeys to London to become a companion to a noblewoman and her daughters. Through a fortuitous set of circumstances, and Bess' shrewd grasp of court politics, she meets a young woman who could be her twin: flame-haired Elizabeth Tudor, royal bastard of Henry VIII. As Bess marries and buries three husbands--one for the sake of her family, two for love, and all three at royal decree--her fortunes grow, and she becomes Lady of the Royal Bedchamber to the newly crowned Queen Elizabeth I. But good fortune lasts only so long, and eventually her role as confidante to the queen makes her a potential threat to the stability of England. Basing her novel on a historical figure, Henley re-creates the licentiousness, greed, and gluttony of the Tudor court, and presents a heroine comfortable with her own highly erotic nature and force of will. A must for Henley fans. --Melanie Duncan

Publisher's Weekly Review

Veteran romance writer Henley (A Year and a Day) would have readers believe that sexual liaisons were the primary focus of society in 16th-century England. Based on the life of Elizabeth (Bess) Hardwick, the determined commoner who served Elizabeth I as a lady-in-waiting and later became the Countess of Shrewsbury, the book's formidable heroine is unfortunately stifled here by the confines of the romantic fiction genre. Haunted by the nightmare of being ruthlessly thrust out of her beloved home during childhood, Bess decides early on to raise her station in life, vowing to become a lady of position and wealth, and to win back her beloved Hardwick Manor. The exuberant Bess makes speedy progress toward the elevated noble status to which she devotes single-minded energy. Circumstances lead her to wed four husbands, including royal financial adviser William Cavendish (whom she loves) and Sir William St. Loe (whom she doesn't). Henley fixates on her heroine's numerous sexual experiencesÄfrom a fumbling, unconsummated first marriage to the many passionate encounters that result in six children by the time she is 28. The amply researched tale aims to delve into the notorious court life celebrated by Henry VIII and later, his daughter Elizabeth I, but much of the period detail and dialogue stray into a jarringly modern-day sensibility ("we are two oversexed people who can't keep their hands off each other!"). The complex politics of the day persistently take a backseat to the licentious habits of royals and upper-classes. While the scintillating sex passages may please some readers, others may feel that Henley skirts the challenge of fully exploring the spirit of this indomitable English woman whose remarkable legacy remains in historic sites such as Chatsworth and Hardwick Hall. (July) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Library Journal Review

Best-selling romance writer Henley based this tale on the true story of Elizabeth Hardwick, a commoner who became lady-in-waiting to Queen Elizabeth and married successfullyÄfour times. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



Derbyshire, England August 20, 1533 "What the devil are you doing?" the little red-haired girl demanded as two burly farmers lifted the oak dresser. Ignoring her, the men hauled the dresser outside and came backupstairs for a bedstead. Bess Hardwick put her hands on her hips and commanded, "Stop!" When they did not obey her, she stamped her foot and cursed them soundly. Clutching her rag doll closely to her chest, she ran downstairs and literally staggered with shock when she found the rooms empty. She rushed outside and saw the oxcart filled with her family's possessions. Though visibly upset, her mother stood by passively, as did her older brother and her sisters. "No! Noooo!" Furiously, Bess ran to the wagon and began to unload their belongings. She managed to pull down a wicker linnet cage, but the rest of the furniture was tied down and far too heavy for her to budge. The little redhead threw herself on the ground, kicking her heels and screaming at the top of her lungs, in a royal tantrum. "Do ye want me to tan her arse, missus?" one of the men asked. "No, no. Bess has an overabundance of passion. She feels things more deeply than others. There is nothing any of us can do--it just has to run its course before she can stop." Bess Hardwick was in a full-blown rage, but rage was the only thing that kept her sickening fear at bay. First her father had gone and then the servants; then one by one the farm animals had disappeared. The best pieces of furniture had been sold, and now they were losing their home. Where would they go? How would they live? Where would they sleep? What would they eat? One uncertainty piled on top of another, becoming a mountain of stark, cold terror. Bess was ready to fight, ready to take on the entire world, but the rest of her family had no fight in them. "Come along, Bess, we cannot stay at Hardwick, it is no longer our home," her mother said, gently pulling her to her feet. "I'm not going!" she cried stubbornly as she sat down in the dusty road, glaring daggers at her family. After a full minute's wait, Elizabeth Hardwick nodded for the driver to start. "Bess will follow; she has no other choice." The imp of Satan sat, unyielding as the Rock of Gibraltar, as the wagon descended the hill, getting smaller and smaller, then finally disappearing down the rutted track. When she found herself alone, with no audience but the bird and her rag doll, Bess opened the door of the wicker cage. "Well, at least you don't have to leave. You may live here forever." The linnet hopped out of the cage and flew up into a large oak. Bess got to her feet and went to stand in front of the half-timbered house where she had been born. She spoke to it, never doubting that Hardwick Manor could hear and understand every word. "You are mine! Don't be sad. I will be back to claim you. The rest of them are useless. It's going to be up to me!" Bess's father had died and left her when she was four, but she remembered standing with him in front of the house on this very spot. She could still feel his hand on her shoulder and hear his words in her ear: "Land is wealth, my wee lass. Land and property are the most important things on earth. Hardwick! Even our family name comes from the land. Hang on to Hardwick, Bess, no matter what." Bess swallowed the hot bile in her throat and dashed a hand across her nose and eyes, rubbing dirt into the snot and tears that ran down her face. She would be six on her next birthday, and six was far too old to cry. Bess looked at her doll. "Are you ready to go, Lady Ponsonby?" After pausing for a moment, she added reluctantly, "Then so am I." Feeling almost torn in half, she turned away from the house and walked stoically in the direction of the cart, clutching Esmeralda Ponsonby by her rag arm. An empty feeling settled inside her and expanded until it filled her entire belly. Something warned her she had better get used to it; she doubted it would ever go away. Bess hadn't gone far when the linnet deserted the oak tree and fluttered after her, twittering in distress. Bess felt it alight on her head and make a little nest for itself amongst her fiery curls. "Foolish little bird," she muttered. "I wouldn't leave Hardwick if I were you." The Girl London 1543 Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. --Robert Herrick "Something glorious will happen today. . . . I feel it in my heart!" The corners of Bess Hardwick's generously shaped mouth lifted in a smile as her gaze traveled the entire length of the gallery of the grand London mansion. She had been with the noble Lady Zouche and her daughters for a year now, and that incredible year had changed her life forever. When they had been forced out of Hardwick, her mother, Elizabeth, had taken refuge with her sister Marcella, who was also a widow. Bess soon grew very close to her aunt, recognizing that they were kindred spirits with strong, decisive personalities. At Marcella's instigation, the two sisters had put their heads together and concocted a plan. Listening to them had taught Bess that the most important goal in a woman's life was marriage and thegreatest lesson that could be learned was how to catch a husband  Since Aunt Marcy was rather horse-faced, with a tongue sharp enough to clip tin, their mantrap had to be baited with Bess's more docile mother, Elizabeth. In what seemed a remarkably short time, Elizabeth Hardwick captured the younger son of Sir Francis Leche of Chatsworth.  Unfortunately, Ralph Leche, Bess's new stepfather, had little money of his own, and when the babies started to arrive, he had difficulty supporting them all. Even the house in Baslow village that Ralph leased from his father, Sir Francis, became overcrowded, especially after Aunt Marcy moved in to help with the children. So once again the sisters put their heads together to concoct a plan to improve their family's lot in life. It had been nothing short of a miracle when the noble Lady Margaret Zouche decided to pay a visit to her country home at Ashby-de-la-Zouche. Elizabeth and Marcella had known Lady Margaret when they were girls because of some distant relationship, and they decided to visit her immediately to ask if one of the Hardwick daughters could be found a suitable position in her London household. Such service with a noble family was a traditional way for children of poor kinsmen to further their education and gain experience in running a vast household. When Lady Zouche indicated she was amenable to their request, the sisters rushed back to Baslow to make the monumental decision. Which Hardwick daughter should be pushed from the nest to make her own way in the world? "Though it's an unpaid position, it is a God-sent opportunity to make useful connections for her future. Mark my words," Marcella prophesied, "Bess will be our salvation!" Excerpted from A Woman of Passion by Virginia Henley All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.