I Pluck Up The Good Lissome Herbs

And Therefore I Am Come Amongst You At This Time, Not As For My Recreation Or Sport, But Being Resolved, In The Midst And Heat Of The Battle, To Live Or Die Amongst You All; To Lay Down, For My God, And For My Kingdom, And For My People, My Honour And My Blood, Even The Dust. I Know I Have But The Body Of A Weak And Feeble Woman; But I Have The Heart Of A King, And Of A King Of England, Too.

Had I Been Crested, Not Cloven, My Lords, You Had Not Treated Me Thus.

I Would Rather Be A Beggar And Single Than A Queen And Married.

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

I Have Seen Many A Man Turn His Gold Into Smoke, But You Are The First Who Has Turned Smoke Into Gold.