The King Has Been Very Good To

O Lord Have Mercy On Me, To God I Commend My Soul.

O Death, Rock Me Asleep, Bring Me To Quiet Rest, Let Pass My Weary Guiltless Ghost Out Of My Careful Breast.

If It Ever Lay In My Power, I Will Work The Cardinal As Much Displeasure As He Has Done To Me.

Good Christian People, I Am Come Hither To Die, For According To The Law, And By The Law I Am Judged To Die, And Therefore I Will Speak Nothing Against It. I Am Come Hither To Accuse No Man, Nor To Speak Anything Of That, Whereof I Am Accused And Condemned To Die.

The King Has Been Very Good To Me. He Promoted Me From A Simple Maid To Be A Marchioness. Then He Raised Me To Be A Queen. Now He Will Raise Me To Be A Martyr.