Oh, to my [bad word] and lord
Merciful husband
Noblest of kings...
Your heart of gold has long since tarnished
In my champers
What will the morning bring?
Was it my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man?
Is it [bad word] your wear a wounded spirit?
Pray let me mend it and make our love anew...
Allow me to be your humble servant
Once again, as before...
Are you like the others, so quick to judge
And for this the queen must fall
Was is my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man? [bad word] within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate... [bad word] within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate...