The Life of King Henry the Eighth, Volumul 16Yale University Press, 1925 - 166 pagini |
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Pagina 5
... hath given him : let some graver eye Pierce into that ; but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him : whence has he that ? If not from hell , the devil is a niggard , Or has given all before , and he begins A new hell in ...
... hath given him : let some graver eye Pierce into that ; but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him : whence has he that ? If not from hell , the devil is a niggard , Or has given all before , and he begins A new hell in ...
Pagina 6
... hath flaw'd the league , and hath attach'd Our merchants ' goods at Bordeaux . Aber . Th ' ambassador is silenc'd ? Nor . 22 92 Is it therefore 96 Marry , is ' t . Aber . A proper title of a peace ; and purchas'd At a superfluous rate ...
... hath flaw'd the league , and hath attach'd Our merchants ' goods at Bordeaux . Aber . Th ' ambassador is silenc'd ? Nor . 22 92 Is it therefore 96 Marry , is ' t . Aber . A proper title of a peace ; and purchas'd At a superfluous rate ...
Pagina 11
... Hath show'd him gold . My life is spann'd already : I am the shadow of poor Buckingham , Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on , By dark'ning my clear sun . My lord , farewell . 211 Lord Abergavenny ; cf. n . 219 Gilbert Peck ...
... Hath show'd him gold . My life is spann'd already : I am the shadow of poor Buckingham , Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on , By dark'ning my clear sun . My lord , farewell . 211 Lord Abergavenny ; cf. n . 219 Gilbert Peck ...
Pagina 13
... hath flaw'd the heart Of all their loyalties : wherein , although , My good Lord Cardinal , they vent reproaches Most bitterly on you , as putter - on 24 Of these exactions , yet the king our master , - Whose honour heaven shield from ...
... hath flaw'd the heart Of all their loyalties : wherein , although , My good Lord Cardinal , they vent reproaches Most bitterly on you , as putter - on 24 Of these exactions , yet the king our master , - Whose honour heaven shield from ...
Pagina 16
... Hath into monstrous habits put the graces That once were his , and is become as black 120 As if besmear'd in hell . Sit by us ; you shall hear— This was his gentleman in trust - of him 105 Hardly conceive : think hardly 112 To ... bound ...
... Hath into monstrous habits put the graces That once were his , and is become as black 120 As if besmear'd in hell . Sit by us ; you shall hear— This was his gentleman in trust - of him 105 Hardly conceive : think hardly 112 To ... bound ...
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Pagina 80 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced 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 116 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd: 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. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Pagina 81 - 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.
Pagina 89 - 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 88 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 77 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 78 - There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 80 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels ; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pagina 89 - 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 79 - 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