Edward VII of the United Kingdom

“ He gave his best, his last—for England's sake.
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The regal purple and the ring of gold
⁠As fraught with new significance, he wore:
The sceptre handed from his sires of old
⁠Had meanings it had never known before:
To heal the sick, the sorrowful to cheer,
⁠The poor and desolate his friends to make,
He held as sovereignty: and, void of fear,
⁠Counted no cost too great—for England's sake.
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King among Kings, man among simple men,
⁠With all humanity for kith and kin,
What better guerdon can we wish him, then,
⁠Than Peace—that peace where he has entered in? ”

“ No red-stained laurels rest upon his head,
⁠But olive-boughs of peace around him wake
Sweet memories, and crown him,—living or dead—
⁠With praise, and love, and tears,—for England's sake.
May Byron
The Golden Book of
King Edward VII.
IT will always be my most ardent and sincere wish to walk in the footsteps of good men who have preceded me, and with God's help to fulfil the duties which I have been called upon to occupy to-day. ”

“ The light, active, blue-eyed, fair-haired little boy —“Bertie” to his family, “Princey” to his teachers—was liable to get into scrapes, like any other healthy child: but he thought (as a scrap of a childish letter shows) ”