You May Also Like / View all maxioms
The King is dead! Long live the King!
The King is dead! Long live the King!
Hail, glorious edifice, stupendous work!
God bless the Regent, and the Duke of York.
Hail, glorious edifice, stupendous work!
God bless the Regent, and the Duke of York.
As ourselves your empires fall,
And every kingdom hath a grave.
As ourselves your empires fall,
And every kingdom hath a grave.
At length her grace rose and with modest paces
Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
read more
At length her grace rose and with modest paces
Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly;
Then rose again and bowed her to the people;
When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
She had all the royal makings of a queen,
As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown,
The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir
With all the choicest music of the kingdom
Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted
And with the same full state packed back again
To York Place, where the feast is held.
Kings are earth's gods; in vice their law's their will.
Kings are earth's gods; in vice their law's their will.
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious read more
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious turbans on without
Good morrow to the sun.
Kings are like stars--they rise and set, they have
The worship of the world, but no repose.
Kings are like stars--they rise and set, they have
The worship of the world, but no repose.
We will ourself in person to this war;
And, for our coffers, with too great a court
read more
We will ourself in person to this war;
And, for our coffers, with too great a court
And liberal largess, are grown somewhat light,
We are enforced to farm our royal realm,
The revenue whereof shall furnish us
For our affairs in hand.
Whenever monarchs err, the people are punished.
[Lat., Quidquid delirant reges, plectuntur Achivi.]
Whenever monarchs err, the people are punished.
[Lat., Quidquid delirant reges, plectuntur Achivi.]
