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Pagina 5
10 I Come no more to make you laugh ; things now , That bear a weighty and a serious brow , Sad , high , and working , full of state and woe , Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow , We now present . These , that can pity , here May ...
10 I Come no more to make you laugh ; things now , That bear a weighty and a serious brow , Sad , high , and working , full of state and woe , Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow , We now present . These , that can pity , here May ...
Pagina 8
Their dwarfish pages were As cherubims , all gilt : the madams too , Not us'd to toil , did almost sweat to bear The pride upon them , that their very labour Was to them as a painting : now this mask Was cry'd incomparable ; and the ...
Their dwarfish pages were As cherubims , all gilt : the madams too , Not us'd to toil , did almost sweat to bear The pride upon them , that their very labour Was to them as a painting : now this mask Was cry'd incomparable ; and the ...
Pagina 16
Nay , he must bear you company : -The king [ To Aberg . Is pleas'd , you shall to the Tower , ' till you How he determines further . 250 Aber . As the duke said , The will of heaven be done , and the king's pleasure By me obey'd .
Nay , he must bear you company : -The king [ To Aberg . Is pleas'd , you shall to the Tower , ' till you How he determines further . 250 Aber . As the duke said , The will of heaven be done , and the king's pleasure By me obey'd .
Pagina 19
These exactions , 320 Whereof my sovereign would have note , they are Most pestilent to the hearing ; and , to bear them , The back is sacrifice to the load . They say , They are devis'd by you ; or else you suffer Too hard an ...
These exactions , 320 Whereof my sovereign would have note , they are Most pestilent to the hearing ; and , to bear them , The back is sacrifice to the load . They say , They are devis'd by you ; or else you suffer Too hard an ...
Pagina 29
That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed , A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us ; His dews fall every where . Cham No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . Sands .
That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed , A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us ; His dews fall every where . Cham No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . Sands .
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appears Aufidius bear better blood bring called cardinal cause Cham comes Cominius common consul copy Coriolanus court death duke enemies Enter Exeunt eyes fair fall fear friends give given gods grace hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry highness hold Holinshed honour hope JOHNSON keep king king's lady leave live look lord madam MALONE Marcius master mean Menenius mother nature never noble once passage peace person play poor pray present queen Roman Rome SCENE senate sense Serv Shakspere shew speak stand STEEVENS sword tell thank thee thing Thomas thou thought tongue tribunes true truth unto voices WARBURTON wife wish Wolsey worthy
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Pagina 92 - 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, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 91 - 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...
Pagina 91 - 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 88 - 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Pagina 51 - Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief And wear a golden sorrow.
Pagina 89 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pagina 14 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Pagina 91 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Pagina 96 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your...
Pagina 89 - 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