God Forgive You, But I Never Can.

Though God Hath Raised Me High, Yet This I Count The Glory Of My Crown: That I Have Reigned With Your Loves.

Prosperity Provideth, But Adversity Proveth Friends.

I Am No Lover Of Pompous Title, But Only Desire That My Name May Be Recorded In A Line Or Two, Which Shall Briefly Express My Name, My Virginity, The Years Of My Reign, The Reformation Of Religion Under It, And My Preservation Of Peace.

I Have Seen Many A Man Turn His Gold Into Smoke, But You Are The First Who Has Turned Smoke Into Gold.

Ye May Have A Greater Prince, But Ye Shall Never Have A More Loving Prince.