O Lord Have Mercy On Me, To

O Lord Have Mercy On Me, To God I Commend My Soul.

To Jesus Christ I Commend My Soul; Lord Jesus Receive My Soul.

The Executioner Is, I Believe, Very Expert; And My Neck Is Very Slender

From A Private Gentlewoman You Have Made Me First A Marchioness, Then A Queen; And, As You Can Raise Me No Higher In The World, You Are Now Sending Me To Be A Saint In Heaven.

If It Ever Lay In My Power, I Will Work The Cardinal As Much Displeasure As He Has Done To Me.