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Pàgina 7
I wonder That fuch a † ketch can with his very bulk Take up the rays o'th ' beneficial fun , And keep it from the earth . Nor . Yet furely , Sir , There's in him ftuff that puts him to these ends For being not propt by ancestry , whofe ...
I wonder That fuch a † ketch can with his very bulk Take up the rays o'th ' beneficial fun , And keep it from the earth . Nor . Yet furely , Sir , There's in him ftuff that puts him to these ends For being not propt by ancestry , whofe ...
Pàgina 11
Pray give me favour , SirCardinal this cunning The articles o ' th ' combination drew As himself pleas'd ; and they were ratify'd As he cry'd , let it be to as much end , As give a crutch to th ' dead . But our b Court - Cardinal Has ...
Pray give me favour , SirCardinal this cunning The articles o ' th ' combination drew As himself pleas'd ; and they were ratify'd As he cry'd , let it be to as much end , As give a crutch to th ' dead . But our b Court - Cardinal Has ...
Pàgina 12
So , fo ; Thefe are the limbs o'th ' plot : no more , I hope ! Bran . A monk o ' th ' Chartreux . Buck . Nicholas Hopkins ? Bran . He . Buck . My furveyor is falfe , the o'er - great Cardinal Hath fhew'd him gold , my life is fpann'd ...
So , fo ; Thefe are the limbs o'th ' plot : no more , I hope ! Bran . A monk o ' th ' Chartreux . Buck . Nicholas Hopkins ? Bran . He . Buck . My furveyor is falfe , the o'er - great Cardinal Hath fhew'd him gold , my life is fpann'd ...
Pàgina 16
A trembling contribution ! why we take From ev'ry tree , lop , bark , and part o'th ' timber : And though we leave it with a root thus hackt , The air will drink the fap . To ev'ry.country Where this is queftion'd , fend our letters ...
A trembling contribution ! why we take From ev'ry tree , lop , bark , and part o'th ' timber : And though we leave it with a root thus hackt , The air will drink the fap . To ev'ry.country Where this is queftion'd , fend our letters ...
Pàgina 18
If I know you well , You were the Duke's furveyor , and loft your office On the complaint o'th ' tenants ; take good heed You charge not in your fpleen a noble perfon , And fpoil your noble foul , I fay take heed ; Yes , heartily I ...
If I know you well , You were the Duke's furveyor , and loft your office On the complaint o'th ' tenants ; take good heed You charge not in your fpleen a noble perfon , And fpoil your noble foul , I fay take heed ; Yes , heartily I ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 68 - 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...
Pàgina 66 - 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.
Pàgina 66 - 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 72 - 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...
Pàgina 66 - 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. The king has...
Pàgina 68 - 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.
Pàgina 68 - 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 94 - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The Life of Henry VIII. |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 3 Jul. 2007 |
| Nre. de pàgines | 95 pàgines |
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