The Stone Often Recoils On The Head

I Will Be As Good Unto Ye As Ever A Queen Was Unto Her People. No Will In Me Can Lack, Neither Do I Trust Shall There Lack Any Power. And Persuade Yourselves That For The Safety And Quietness Of You All I Will Not Spare If Need Be To Spend My Blood.

If Our Web Be Framed With Rotten Handles, When Our Loom Is Well Nigh Done, Our Work Is New To Begin. God Send The Weaver True Prentices Again, And Let Them Be Denizens.

The Use Of Sea And Air Is Common To All; Neither Can A Title To The Ocean Belong To Any People Or Private Persons, Forasmuch As Neither Nature Nor Public Use And Custom Permit Any Possession Therof.

[i]n The End This Shall Be For Me Sufficient, That A Marble Stone Shall Declare That A Queen, Having Reigned Such A Time, Lived And Died A Virgin.

Ye May Have A Greater Prince, But Ye Shall Never Have A More Loving Prince.