The Life of King Henry VIII.Cassell, 1908 - 195 pagini |
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Pagina 25
... CROMWELL , Servant to Wolsey . GRIFFITH , Gentleman - Usher to Queen Katharine . Three other Gentlemen . Garter King - at - Arms . DR . BUTTS , Physician to the King . Surveyor to the Duke of Buck- ingham . BRANDON , and a Serjeant - at ...
... CROMWELL , Servant to Wolsey . GRIFFITH , Gentleman - Usher to Queen Katharine . Three other Gentlemen . Garter King - at - Arms . DR . BUTTS , Physician to the King . Surveyor to the Duke of Buck- ingham . BRANDON , and a Serjeant - at ...
Pagina 110
... CROMWELL Observe , observe ; he's moody . Wol . The packet , Cromwell , Gave ' t you the King ? Crom . To his own hand , in ' s bedchamber . Wol . Looked he o ' th ' inside of the papers ? Crom . Presently He did unseal them , and the ...
... CROMWELL Observe , observe ; he's moody . Wol . The packet , Cromwell , Gave ' t you the King ? Crom . To his own hand , in ' s bedchamber . Wol . Looked he o ' th ' inside of the papers ? Crom . Presently He did unseal them , and the ...
Pagina 125
... CROMWELL , and stands amazed Why , how now , Cromwell ? Crom . I have no power to speak , sir . Wol . What ! amazed At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder A great man should decline ? Nay , an you weep , I am fallen indeed . Crom ...
... CROMWELL , and stands amazed Why , how now , Cromwell ? Crom . I have no power to speak , sir . Wol . What ! amazed At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder A great man should decline ? Nay , an you weep , I am fallen indeed . Crom ...
Pagina 127
... Cromwell , The King has gone beyond me : all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever . No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours , Or gild again the noble troops that waited Upon my smiles . Go , get thee from me , Cromwell ...
... Cromwell , The King has gone beyond me : all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever . No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours , Or gild again the noble troops that waited Upon my smiles . Go , get thee from me , Cromwell ...
Pagina 128
William Shakespeare. 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 . Wol . Cromwell , I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou ...
William Shakespeare. 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 . Wol . Cromwell , I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou ...
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Pagina 128 - 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, where no mention Of me more must...
Pagina 125 - 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; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 128 - 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?
Pagina 97 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Pagina 175 - This royal infant, (heaven still move about her !) Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness: She shall be (But few now living can behold that goodness,) A pattern to all princes living with her, And all that shall succeed...
Pagina 128 - 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, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Pagina 140 - 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 128 - 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 118 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Pagina 129 - 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.