I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love and yet am forced to seem to hate, I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate. I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned. My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.

The name of a successor is like the tolling of my own death-bell!

I have seen many a man turn his gold into smoke, but you are the first who has turned smoke into gold.

Had I been crested, not cloven, my Lords, you had not treated me thus.

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.

I shall lend credit to nothing against my people which parents would not believe against their own children.

I will never be by violence constrained to do anything.