This woman had the good luck of being advanced to the throne of
England, in spite of the superior pretensions, Merit, and Beauty of her
Cousins Mary Queen of Scotland and Jane Grey. Nor can I pity the
Kingdom for the misfortunes they experienced during her Reign, since
they fully deserved them, for having allowed her to succeed her
Brother—which was a double peice of folly, since they might have
foreseen that as she died without children, she would be succeeded by
that disgrace to humanity, that pest of society, Elizabeth. Many were
the people who fell martyrs to the protestant Religion during her
reign; I suppose not fewer than a dozen. She married Philip King of
Spain who in her sister’s reign was famous for building Armadas. She
died without issue, and then the dreadful moment came in which the
destroyer of all comfort, the deceitful Betrayer of trust reposed in
her, and the Murderess of her Cousin succeeded to the Throne.——