The Last Days of Mary Stuart, and the journal of Bourgoyne her physicianCowan, Samuel
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The Last Days of Mary Stuart, and the journal of Bourgoyne her physician
Cowan, Samuel
Mary, Queen of Scots, 1542-1587 -- Death and burial
“And because I dread the tyranny of those to whose power you have
abandoned me, I entreat you not to permit execution to be done on me
without your own knowledge, not for fear of the torments which I am
most ready to suffer, but on account of the reports which will be
raised concerning my death unsuspected, and without other witnesses
than those who would inflict it, who I am persuaded would be of very
different qualities from those parties whom I require (being my
servants) to stay spectators and with witnesses of my end in the faith
of our Sacrament of my Saviour and in obedience to his Church. And
after all is over that they together may carry away my poor body (as
secretly as you please) and speedily withdraw without taking with them
any of my goods except those which in dying I may leave to them ...
which are little enough for their long and faithful services. One jewel
that I received of you I shall return to you with my last words, or
sooner if you please.
“Once more I supplicate you to permit me to send a jewel and a last
adieu to my son with my dying benediction, for of my blessing he has
been deprived since you sent me his refusal to enter into the treaty
whence I was excluded by his wicked Council; this last point I refer to
your favourable consideration and conscience as the others; but I ask
them in the name of Jesus Christ, and in respect of our consanguinity,
and for the sake of King Henry VII. your grandfather and mine, and by
the honour of the dignity we both held and of our sex in common do I
implore you to grant these requests.
“As to the rest, I think you know that in your name they have taken
down my daïs (canopy and raised seat) but afterwards they owned to me
that it was not by your command but by the intimation of some of your
Privy Council. I thank God that this wickedness came not from you, and
that it serves rather to vent their malice than to afflict me, having
made up my mind to die. It is on account of this and some other things
that they debarred me from writing to you, and after they had done all
in their power to degrade me from my rank they told me 'that I was but
a mere dead woman, incapable of dignity'—God be praised for all.
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