And so i propose to you, on behalf of my aching heart

That you lead a life unlike my own

As i had befallen the throne of england

I had become accursed to the impediment of my virginity

And thus i had undertaken the exhilaration of adventure and prosperity

And given to sir francis drake the means to which he could travel with my heart

I had hoped that he would encounter you in his journeys

That he would send word of your welfare 

But he had perished in 1596 of dysentery

I am proud of your stubbornness and ambition

Of your will to stand up of your own volition

My soul harbors nothing but fondness