I May Not Be A Lion,but I

There Is A Close Tie Of Affection Between Sovereigns And Their Subjects; And As Chaste Wives Should Have No Eyes But For Their Husbands, So Faithful Liegemen Should Keep Their Regards At Home And Not Look After Foreign Crowns. For My Part I Like Not For My Sheep To Wear A Stranger's Mark Nor To Dance After A Foreigner's Whistle.

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.

I Regret The Unhappiness Of Princes Who Are Slaves To Forms And Fettered By Caution.

I Have Never Been Able To Be So Allured By The Prospect Of Advantages Or So Terrified By Misfortunes, Swayed By Honours Or Fettered By Affection, Nay Not Even So Smitten By The Fear Of Death, As To Enter Upon Marriage.

My Mortal Foe Can No Ways Wish Me A Greater Harm Than England's Hate; Neither Should Death Be Less Welcome Unto Me Than Such A Mishap Betide Me.