Fear not, gentle maiden!

He wore, against his wont, upon his helm A sleeve of scarlet, broidered with great pearls, Some gentle maiden's gift.

Sweet father, I behold him in my dreams Gaunt as it were the skeleton of himself, Death-pale, for lack of gentle maiden's aid.

Rest, gentle maiden, noble and lovely as thou wert!

Andromeda is no gentle maiden.

Any gentle maiden would be stunned with fear.

Nor to have these gentle maidens corrupted by your presence.

Wherefore, gentle maiden, Do you neglect them?

Her voice faltered and her hand trembled, and it was only the cold question of Ivanhoe, "Is it you, gentle maiden?"

She had grown from a rough girl into a gentle maiden.