The Doubt Of Future Foes Exiles My

[to Parliament, When It Urged Her To Marry And Settle The Succession:] You Attend To Your Own Duties And I'll Perform Mine.

The End Crowneth The Work.

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

All My Possessions For A Moment Of Time.

God Forgive You, But I Never Can.