Poems by Queen Elizabeth I
Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
... Quoth Elizabeth prisoner ...
Ah, Silly Pug, Wert Thou So Sore Afraid
... Slain quite by her that neer gave wise men blow, ...
Written on a Wall at Woodstock
... So God send to my foes all they have thought ...
Oh, Fortune!
... And freeing those that death had well deserved ...
On Monsieur's Departure
... Some gentler passion slide into my mind, ...
In Defiance of Fortune
... Where virtue's force can cause her to obey ...
The Doubt of Future Foes
... Shall reap no gain where former rule still peace hath taught to know ...
When I Was Fair And Young
... Then spake fair Venus son, that proud victorious boy, ...
Written in her French Psalter
... As is the inward suspicious mind ...
Answer to a Popish Priest, Giving Her Opinion on the Corporeal Presence
... He took the bread, and brake it: ...
