Shakespeare's History of King Henry the EighthHarper & brothers, publishers, 1872 - 210 pàgines |
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Abergavenny Anne Bullen Archbishop Archbishop of Canterbury bear better Bishop Bishop of Winchester bless Campeius Canterbury Capucius CARDINAL WOLSEY cardinal's Cavendish chamber Chancellor character Collars of SS Collier's conscience corrector counsel court Cranmer Cromwell dare Duke of Buckingham Duke of Norfolk Duke of Suffolk Earl of Surrey England English Enter Exeunt favour fear folio reading follows friends Gentleman give grace Griffith hath hear heart heaven Henry VIII highness Holinshed holy honour Johnson Katherine's King Henry king's lord cardinal Lord Chamberlain Lord Sands madam malice Marchioness of Pembroke marriage master mean mind never noble Old Lady opinion peace pity play pleasure pray prince Queen Katherine quoth reverend royal scene servant Shakespeare Sir Thomas Lovell soul speak Steevens Surveyor Temp thank thee There's thou truth unto virtue wife Wolsey Wolsey's woman word
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Pàgina 114 - 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.
Pàgina 117 - 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...
Pàgina 9 - King Henry, making a mask at the Cardinal Wolsey's house, and certain cannons being shot off at his entry, some of the paper, or other stuff wherewith one of them was stopped, did light on the thatch, where, being thought at first but an idle smoke, and their eyes being more attentive to the show, it kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming, within less than an hour, the whole house to the very ground.
Pàgina 96 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring.
Pàgina 126 - For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little: And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died, fearing God.
Pàgina 190 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, "I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Pàgina 114 - 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.
Pàgina 117 - 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...
Pàgina 116 - Cromwell! The King has gone beyond me : all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever.
Pàgina 117 - 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't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty.