I Have No Desire To Make Windows

The Past Cannot Be Cured.

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.

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

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

Hang Irish Harpers Wherever Found.