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Enter the KING, frowning on them; takes his seat. GARDINER. Dread sovereign, how much are
we bound to heaven In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince; Not only good and wise, but most religious : One that, in all obedience, makes the church The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen That holy duty, out of dear respect, His royal self in judgment comes to hear The cause betwixt her and this great offender. K. HENRY. You were ever good at sudden
commendations, Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not To hear such flattery now, and in my presence; They are too thin and base to hide offences. To me you cannot reach ; you play the spaniel, And think with wagging of your tongue to win
me; But, whatsoe'er thou tak’st me for, I am sure, Thou hast a cruel nature, and a bloody.Good man, sto CRANMER) sit down. Now let
me see the proudest He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee: By all that's holy, he had better starve, Than but once think this place becomes thee not.
SURREY. May it please your grace.
K. HEN. No, sir, it does not please me. I had thought, I had had men of some under
standing And wisdom, of my council ; but I find none. Was it discretion, lords, to let this man, This good man, (few of you deserve that title,) This honest man, wait like a lowsy footboy At chamber door ? and one as great as you are ? Why, what a shame was this? Did my com
Bid ye so far forget yourselves ? I gave ye
ye shall never have, while I live. CHANCELLOR.
Thus far, My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace To let my tongue excuse all. What was pur
pos'd Concerning his imprisonment, was rather (If there be faith in men,) meant for his trial, And fair purgation to the world, than malice; I am sure, in me.
K. HEN. Well, well, my lords, respect him ; Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it. I will say thus much for him, If a prince May be beholden to a subject, I Am, for his love and service, so to him. Make me no more ado, but all embrace him ; Be friends, for shame, my lords.—My lord of
Canterbury, I have a suit which you must not deny me; That is, a fair young maid that yet wants bap
You must be godfather, and answer for her. CRANMER. The greatest monarch now alive
may glory In such an honour; How may
I deserve it, That am a poor and humble subject to you ?
K. HENRY VIII., A. 5, s. 2.
A HAPPY CONSCIENCE THE
BRIGHTEST OF SUNS.
Not I, my lord.
by the book,
K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day;
heaven, That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.
K. RICHARD III., A. 5, s. 3.
A MAN REAPS WHAT HE SOWS.
PAROLLES. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord Lafeu this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure.
Clown. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering
Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath most cruelly scratched. LAFEU. And what would you
have me to do? 'tis too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you played the knave with fortune, that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive long under her. There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the justices make you and fortune friends; I am for other business.
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL, A. 5, s. 2.
A MIND DISTURBED IS A MIND
TRIFLES, light as air,
OTHELLO, A. 3, 8. 3.
A NEW WAY TO PAY OLD DEBTS.
BASSANIO. 'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio,
And from your love I have a warranty
one shaft, I shot his fellow of the self-same flight The self-same way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by advent'ring
both, I oft found both: I urge this childhood proof, Because what follows is pure
innocence. I owe you much; and, like a wilful youth, That which I owe is lost: but if
you please To shoot another arrow that self way Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt,
I As I will watch the aim, or to find both, Or bring your latter hazard back again, And thankfully rest debtor for the first. Ant. You know me well; and herein spend
but time, To wind about my love with circumstance; And, out of doubt, you do me now more wrong, In making question of my uttermost, Than if you had made waste of all I have: Then do but say to me what I should do, That in your knowledge may by me be done, And I am prest unto it: therefore, speak.
Bass. În Belmont is a lady richly left, And she is fair, and, fairer than that word, Of wond'rous virtues ; sometimes from her eyes