Shakespeare's King Henry the eighth, a historical play, revised by J.P. Kemble; and now first publ. as it is acted at the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden, Volumul 226 |
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Pagina 16
... night , He's traitor to the height . [ Flourish of Trumpets . ] [ Exeunt SCENE III . An Apartment in the Palace . Enter Chamberlain , and Lord SANDS . Cham . Is it possible , the spells of France should juggle Men into such strange ...
... night , He's traitor to the height . [ Flourish of Trumpets . ] [ Exeunt SCENE III . An Apartment in the Palace . Enter Chamberlain , and Lord SANDS . Cham . Is it possible , the spells of France should juggle Men into such strange ...
Pagina 17
... night he makes a supper , and a great one , To many lords and ladies ; there will be The beauty of this kingdom , I'll assure you . Lov . That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed , A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us ...
... night he makes a supper , and a great one , To many lords and ladies ; there will be The beauty of this kingdom , I'll assure you . Lov . That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed , A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us ...
Pagina 18
... night he dedicates To fair content , and you : none here , he hopes , In all this noble bevy , has brought with her One care abroad ; he would have all as merry As first - good company , good wine , good welcome , Can make good people ...
... night he dedicates To fair content , and you : none here , he hopes , In all this noble bevy , has brought with her One care abroad ; he would have all as merry As first - good company , good wine , good welcome , Can make good people ...
Pagina 20
... are their pleasures ? Cham . Because they speak no English , thus they pray'd To tell your grace ; -That , having heard by fame Of this so noble and so fair assembly → KING HENRY VIII . 21 This night to meet here 20 KING HENRY VIII .
... are their pleasures ? Cham . Because they speak no English , thus they pray'd To tell your grace ; -That , having heard by fame Of this so noble and so fair assembly → KING HENRY VIII . 21 This night to meet here 20 KING HENRY VIII .
Pagina 21
William Shakespeare John Philip Kemble. KING HENRY VIII . 21 This night to meet here , they could do no less , Out of the great respect they bear to beauty , But leave their flocks ; and , under your fair conduct , Crave leave to view ...
William Shakespeare John Philip Kemble. KING HENRY VIII . 21 This night to meet here , they could do no less , Out of the great respect they bear to beauty , But leave their flocks ; and , under your fair conduct , Crave leave to view ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
ANNE BULLEN bear Beseech betwixt bless Bran Buck call'd CAPUCIUS Cardinal CAMPEIUS Cardinal WOLSEY cardinal's Cham commission conscience Council-chamber court Cran CRANMER Crom dare Duchess of NORFOLK duke of Buckingham END OF ACT Enter CROMWELL Enter GUILDFORD Enter LovEL Enter the Keeper Enter the King Exeunt WOLSEY Exit the King fair ladies Farewell favour fear Flourish of Trumpets Gard Gentlemen give glory grace Guil hear heart highness holy honour humble Kath Katharine king hath KING HENRY king's kiss Kneels Lady DENNY leave lord archbishop lord cardinal lord chamberlain lord Sands lordship lov'd madam malice marchioness of Pembroke master noble patience pleasure Pray heaven prayers princes queen rise Rome royal SCENE sent servant Sir HENRY GUILDFORD Sir Thomas Lovel soul speak SUFFOLK SURREY Surv thank thee There's thou Tipstaves truth vex'd
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Pagina 47 - A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels...
Pagina 47 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble...
Pagina 49 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading; Lofty, and sour, to them that lov"d him not; But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer: And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely.
Pagina 45 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 49 - Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass, their virtues We write in water. May it please your highness To hear me speak his good now ? Kath.
Pagina 63 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow: Good grows with her : In her days every man shall eat in safety, Under his own vine, what he plants; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours...
Pagina 49 - Oxford ! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it ; The other, though unfinished, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Pagina 47 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues; be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell!
Pagina 46 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Pagina 47 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.