The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 pàgines |
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Pàgina 66
... Say , Wolfey , that once trod the ways of glory , And founded all the depths and fhoals of honour , Found thee a way out of his wrack to rife in : A fure and fafe one , though thy mafter mifs'd it . • Mark but my fall and that which ...
... Say , Wolfey , that once trod the ways of glory , And founded all the depths and fhoals of honour , Found thee a way out of his wrack to rife in : A fure and fafe one , though thy mafter mifs'd it . • Mark but my fall and that which ...
Pàgina 80
... , And am right forry to repeat what follows . I have , and moft unwillingly , of late Heard many grievous , I do say , my lord , hand . Grievous Grievous complaints of you ; which being confider'd , Have 80 King HENRY VIII .
... , And am right forry to repeat what follows . I have , and moft unwillingly , of late Heard many grievous , I do say , my lord , hand . Grievous Grievous complaints of you ; which being confider'd , Have 80 King HENRY VIII .
Pàgina 82
... Say ay , and of a boy . Is the Queen deliver'd Lady . Ay , ay , my Liege ; And of alovely boy ; the God of heav'n Both now and ever blefs her ! Promises boys hereafter . Sir , your Queen Defires your vifitation , and to be 4 . -'tis a ...
... Say ay , and of a boy . Is the Queen deliver'd Lady . Ay , ay , my Liege ; And of alovely boy ; the God of heav'n Both now and ever blefs her ! Promises boys hereafter . Sir , your Queen Defires your vifitation , and to be 4 . -'tis a ...
Pàgina 86
... say more , But rev'rence to your calling makes me modeft . Gard . My lord , my lord , you are a fectary , That's the plain truth ; your painted glofs difcovers , To men that underftand you , words and weakness . Crom . My lord of ...
... say more , But rev'rence to your calling makes me modeft . Gard . My lord , my lord , you are a fectary , That's the plain truth ; your painted glofs difcovers , To men that underftand you , words and weakness . Crom . My lord of ...
Pàgina 87
... say . Crom . Would you were half fo honeft ! Mens prayers then would feek you , not their fears . Gard . Í fhall remember this bold language . Crom . Do. Remember your bold life too . Cham . This is too much ; Forbear , for fhame , my ...
... say . Crom . Would you were half fo honeft ! Mens prayers then would feek you , not their fears . Gard . Í fhall remember this bold language . Crom . Do. Remember your bold life too . Cham . This is too much ; Forbear , for fhame , my ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 66 - 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 64 - 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 64 - 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 70 - 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 64 - 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 66 - 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 66 - 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 92 - 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.