WRITTEN ON A WALL AT WOODSTOCK
by: Queen Elizabeth I (1533-1603)
- H fortune,
thy wresting wavering state
- Hath fraught with cares my troubled wit,
- Whose witness this present prison late
- Could bear, where once was joy's loan quit.
- Thou causedst the guilty to be loosed
- From bands where innocents were inclosed,
- And caused the guiltless to be reserved,
- And freed those that death had well deserved.
- But all herein can be nothing wrought,
- So God send to my foes all they have thought.
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