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O Fortune, How Thy Restless, Wavering State Has Fraught With Cares My Troubled Wit!

Have A Care Over My People. You Have My People--do You That Which I Ought To Do. They Are My People.... See Unto Them--see Unto Them, For They Are My Charge.... I Care Not For Myself; My Life Is Not Dear To Me. My Care Is For My People. I Pray God, Whoever Succeedeth Me, Be As Careful Of Them As I Am.

Must! Is Must A Word To Be Addressed To Princes? Little Man, Little Man! Thy Father, If He Had Been Alive, Durst Not Have Used That Word.

The End Crowneth The Work.

He Who Placed Me In This Seat Will Keep Me Here.