Defiled is my name, full sore


Through cruel spite and false report,

That I may say for evermore,


Farewell to joy, adieu comfort.


For wrongfully ye judge of me;


Unto my fame a mortal wound,

Say what ye list, it may not be,


Ye seek for that shall not be found.

Written by ANNE BOLEYN in the Tower of London

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