My Mortal Foe Can No Ways Wish

I Don't Keep A Dog And Bark Myself.

My Mortal Foe Can No Ways Wish Me A Greater Harm Than England's Hate; Neither Should Death Be Less Welcome Unto Me Than Such A Mishap Betide Me.

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.

Mr. Doctor, That Loose Gown Becomes You So Well I Wonder Your Notions Should Be So Narrow.

A Clear And Innocent Conscience Fears Nothing.