I Thank God I Am Endued With

Be Of Good Cheer, For You Will Never Want, For The Bullet Was Meant For Me, Though It Hit You.

I Have Already Joined Myself In Marriage To A Husband, Namely The Kingdom Of England.

O Fortune, How Thy Restless, Wavering State Has Fraught With Cares My Troubled Wit!

I Do Not Choose That My Grave Should Be Dug While I Am Still Alive.

For, What Is A Family Without A Steward, A Ship Without A Pilot, A Flock Without A Shepherd, A Body Without A Head, The Same, I Think, Is A Kingdom Without The Health And Safety Of A Good Monarch.