There Is No Marvel In A Woman

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

Although I May Not Be A Lioness, I Am A Lion's Cub, And Inherit Many Of His Qualities; And As Long As The King Of France Treats Me Gently He Will Find Me As Gentle And Tractable As He Can Desire; But If He Be Rough, I Shall Take The Trouble To Be Just As Troublesome And Offensive To Him As I Can.

The Doubt Of Future Foes Exiles My Present Joy.

Let Tyrants Fear, I Have Always So Behaved Myself That, Under God, I Have Placed My Chiefest Strength And Safeguard In The Loyal Hearts And Good-will Of My Subjects.

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