The Life of Henry the EighthMacmillan, 1912 - 168 pagini |
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Pagina 10
... Here , so please you . Ay , please your Grace . Wol . Well , we shall then know more ; and Bucking- ham Shall lessen this big look . Exeunt Wolsey and his train . Buck . This butcher's cur is venom - mouth'd , IO Act I Henry the Eighth.
... Here , so please you . Ay , please your Grace . Wol . Well , we shall then know more ; and Bucking- ham Shall lessen this big look . Exeunt Wolsey and his train . Buck . This butcher's cur is venom - mouth'd , IO Act I Henry the Eighth.
Pagina 14
... , my lord , I shall perish I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty , to look on 205 The business present . ' Tis his Highness ' pleasure You shall to the Tower . Buck . It will help me nothing To plead mine 14 Act I Henry the Eighth.
... , my lord , I shall perish I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty , to look on 205 The business present . ' Tis his Highness ' pleasure You shall to the Tower . Buck . It will help me nothing To plead mine 14 Act I Henry the Eighth.
Pagina 20
... a root , thus hack'd , The air will drink the sap . To every county Where this is question'd send our letters , with Free pardon to each man that has deni'd 95 100 The force of this commission . Pray , look to't 20 Act I Henry the Eighth.
... a root , thus hack'd , The air will drink the sap . To every county Where this is question'd send our letters , with Free pardon to each man that has deni'd 95 100 The force of this commission . Pray , look to't 20 Act I Henry the Eighth.
Pagina 21
William Shakespeare Charles Graham Dunlap. The force of this commission . Pray , look to't ; I put it to your care . Wol . A word with you . [ To the Secretary , aside . ] Let there be letters writ to every shire , Of the King's grace ...
William Shakespeare Charles Graham Dunlap. The force of this commission . Pray , look to't ; I put it to your care . Wol . A word with you . [ To the Secretary , aside . ] Let there be letters writ to every shire , Of the King's grace ...
Pagina 33
... Look out there , some of ye . Wol . What warlike voice , And to what end , is this ? Nay , ladies , fear not ; By all the laws of war you're privileg'd . 51 Re - enter Servant . Cham . How now ! what is't ? Serv . A noble troop of ...
... Look out there , some of ye . Wol . What warlike voice , And to what end , is this ? Nay , ladies , fear not ; By all the laws of war you're privileg'd . 51 Re - enter Servant . Cham . How now ! what is't ? Serv . A noble troop of ...
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Anne Bullen Archbishop Archbishop of Canterbury bear Bishop bless Buck Canterbury Cardinal Campeius Cardinal Wolsey Cardinal's Cham conscience coronation council-chamber court Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell dare divorce Duchess Duke of Buckingham Duke of Norfolk Duke of Suffolk Enter Exeunt Exit fair Farewell favour fear Fletcher Gent gentleman give Grace Grif Griffith hand hath hear heart Heaven Henry the Eighth Henry VIII Highness Holinshed Holinshed's holy honest honour Kath Katherine King King's lady leave Lord Cardinal Lord Chamberlain Lord Sandys lordship lov'd madam malice master never noble peace Ph.D pity pleasure pray princes Prithee Professor of Eng Professor of English Queen Katharine reign reverend royal scene Shakespeare Shakspere Sir Henry Guildford Sir Thomas Lovell soul speak Surv thank thee There's thou tongue truth virtue WILLIAM ALLAN NEILSON Wolsey woman
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Pagina 131 - 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 87 - 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, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Pagina 97 - So went to bed : where eagerly his sickness Pursued him still ; and, three nights after this, About the hour of eight, (which he himself Foretold should be his last,) full of repentance, Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows, He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
Pagina 84 - 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 87 - 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, where no mention Of me more must be heard...
Pagina 98 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But to those men that sought him sweet as summer.
Pagina 98 - 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 131 - Peace, plenty, love, truth, terror That were the servants to this chosen infant, Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him : Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine, His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations...
Pagina 86 - 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 84 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! 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 : Act III, Sc. ii] And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.