But Elizabeth repelled him with coldness and haughty contempt; and, like the fool, the princess also said: "You have murdered Catharine! I cannot be the wife of a murderer!" And God's justice punished the murderer of the innocent and noble Catharine; and scarcely three months after the death of his wife, the high admiral had to ascend the scaffold, and was executed as a traitor.
By Catharine's wish, her books and papers were given to her true friend John Heywood, and he undertook with the greatest care an examination of the same.

He found among her papers many leaves written by herself, many verses and poems, which breathed forth the sorrowfulness of her spirit.
Catharine herself had collected them into a book, and with her own hand she had given to the book this title: "Lamentations of a Sinner." Catharine had wept much as she penned these "Lamentations"; for in many places the manuscript was illegible, and her tears had obliterated the characters.
John Heywood kissed the spots where the traces of her tears remained, and whispered: "The sinner has by her suffering been glorified into a saint; and these poems are the cross and the monument which she has prepared for her own grave.

I will set up this cross, that the good may take comfort, and the wicked flee from it." And he did so.

He had the "Lamentations of a Sinner" printed; and this book was the fairest monument of Catharine..