When I Was Fair And Young, And

There Is One Thing Higher Than Royalty: And That Is Religion, Which Causes Us To Leave The World, And Seek God.

[to Edward De Vere, Earl Of Oxford, On His Return From Self-imposed Exile, Occasioned By The Embarrassing Flatulence He Had Experienced In The Presence Of The Queen:] My Lord, I Had Forgot The Fart.

[when Opposed By Leaders Of Her Council:] I Will Make You Shorter By The Head!

As For Me, I See No Such Great Cause Why I Should Either Be Fond To Live Or Fear To Die. I Have Had Good Experience Of This World, And I Know What It Is To Be A Subject And What To Be A Sovereign. Good Neighbours I Have Had, And I Have Met With Bad: And In Trust I Have Found Treason.

The Name Of A Successor Is Like The Tolling Of My Own Death-bell!