Now say, have women worth, or have they none? Or had they some, but with our Queen is’t gone? Nay Masculines, you have thus tax’d us long, But she, though dead, will vindicate our wrong....

If silences could be pregnant, then this one went to full term.

My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.

Majesty, there is less danger in fearing too much than too little.

Pain was the only sign to her that she was alive and could feel emotion.

Like her father, Bess never forgot a hurt or a service.

Tame him? You can’t tame a Tower rat–they’re flea-bitten and vicious.””So are most men!” The girl smiled and stretched her cramped limbs. “Shall I tame one of them instead? They too make diverting pets, you...