Fear Not, We Are Of The Nature

The End Crowneth The Work.

I Do Not So Much Rejoice That God Hath Made Me To Be A Queen, As To Be A Queen Over So Thankful A People. Therefore I Have Cause To Wish Nothing More Than To Content The Subject And That Is A Duty Which I Owe. Neither Do I Desire To Live Longer Days Than I May See Your Prosperity And That Is My Only Desire.

Hang Irish Harpers Wherever Found.

There Is Only One Christ, Jesus, One Faith. All Else Is A Dispute Over Trifles.

I Plucke Up The Goodlie Greene Herbes Of Sentences By Pruning, Eat Them By Reading, Chawe Them By Musing, And Laie Them Up At Length In The Hie Seate Of Memorie By Gathering Them Together; That I, Having Tasted The Sweetenes, L May The Lesse Perceave The Bitternes Of This Miserable Life.