The Wheel Of Fortune [...] Tells Us

Fortune's Wheel Takes You Very High And Then Throws You Very Low, And There Is Nothing You Can Do But Face The Turn Of It With Courage.

And – I Think You Know, Don’t You? – That I Love You, Anne.’ I Feel As If I Have Been Living In A Loveless World For Too Long. The Last Tender Face I Saw Was My Father’s When He Sailed For England. ‘you Do? Truly?’ ‘i Do.’ He Rises To His Feet And Pulls Me Up To Stand Beside Him. My Chin Comes To His Shoulder, We Are Both Dainty, Long-limbed, Coltish: Well-matched. I Turn My Face Into His Jacket. ‘will You Marry Me?’ He Whispers. ‘yes,’ I Say.

Some Women Attract Desire. Others Do Not.

Yes, But Either Way, Shamed Or Not, I Shall Be Queen Of England, And This Is The Last Time You Will Sit In My Presence.

When They Launch Snakes You'll Have Your Namesake.