There Is Nothing In The World I

I Do Not So Much Rejoice That God Hath Made Me To Be A Queen, As To Be A Queen Over So Thankful A People.

A Fool Too Late Bewares When All The Peril Is Past.

They Best Pass Over The World Who Trip Over It Quickly; For It Is But A Bog. If We Stop, We Sink.

Of Myself I Must Say This, I Never Was Any Greedy, Scraping Grasper, Nor A Strait Fast-holding Prince, Nor Yet A Master; My Heart Was Never Set On Worldly Goods, But Only For My Subjects' Good.

I Do Not So Much Rejoice That God Hath Made Me To Be A Queen, As To Be A Queen Over So Thankful A People. Therefore I Have Cause To Wish Nothing More Than To Content The Subject And That Is A Duty Which I Owe. Neither Do I Desire To Live Longer Days Than I May See Your Prosperity And That Is My Only Desire.