To Jesus Christ I commend my soul Lord Jesus receive my soul.

The executioner is, I believe, very expert and my neck is very slender

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.

O Lord have mercy on me, to God I commend my soul.

If it ever lay in my power, I will work the Cardinal as much displeasure as he has done to me.

O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.

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.

King has absolute power. And what he has given he can taken away.

If any person should meddle with my cause, I require them to judge the best'.

Remember me when you do pray that hope doth lead from day to day.

And thus I take my leave of the world and of you all, and I heartily desire you all to pray for me.

From a private gentlewoman you have made me first a marchioness, then a queen and, as you can raise me no higher in the world, you are now sending me to be a saint in Heaven.