Shakespeare's King Henry the eighth, a historical play, revised by J.P. Kemble; and now first publ. as it is acted at the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden, Bind 226 |
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... commissions Sent down among them , which hath flaw'd the heart Of all their loyalties : wherein , although , My good lord cardinal , they vent reproaches Most bitterly on you , as putter - on Of these exactions , yet the king our master ...
... commissions Sent down among them , which hath flaw'd the heart Of all their loyalties : wherein , although , My good lord cardinal , they vent reproaches Most bitterly on you , as putter - on Of these exactions , yet the king our master ...
Side 12
... commissions , which compell from each The sixth part of his substance , to be levy'd Without delay ; and the pretence ... commission ? I believe , not any . We must not rend our subjects from our laws , And stick them in our will . Sixth ...
... commissions , which compell from each The sixth part of his substance , to be levy'd Without delay ; and the pretence ... commission ? I believe , not any . We must not rend our subjects from our laws , And stick them in our will . Sixth ...
Side 13
... commission : ' Pray , look to ' t ; I put it to your care . Wol . A word with you . [ TO CROMWELL . Let there be letters writ to every shire , Of the king's grace and pardon . - The griev'd com- mons Hardly conceive of me ; let it be ...
... commission : ' Pray , look to ' t ; I put it to your care . Wol . A word with you . [ TO CROMWELL . Let there be letters writ to every shire , Of the king's grace and pardon . - The griev'd com- mons Hardly conceive of me ; let it be ...
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... commission . Who's there ? my good lord cardinal ? -O my Wolsey , The quiet of my wounded conscience , Thou art a cure fit for a king . - You're welcome , Most learned reverend sir , into our kingdom ; Use us , and it : -My good lord ...
... commission . Who's there ? my good lord cardinal ? -O my Wolsey , The quiet of my wounded conscience , Thou art a cure fit for a king . - You're welcome , Most learned reverend sir , into our kingdom ; Use us , and it : -My good lord ...
Side 27
... commission ; by whose virtue , - ( The court of Rome commanding , ) — you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . King . Two equal men . The queen shall be ac- quainted ...
... commission ; by whose virtue , - ( The court of Rome commanding , ) — you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . King . Two equal men . The queen shall be ac- quainted ...
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Shakespeare's King Henry the Eighth, a Historical Play, Revised by J. P ... William Shakespeare Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2013 |
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Anne ANNE BULLEN appear archbishop attend bear bless bring Buck Buckingham cardinal cause Cham Chamberlain comes commission conscience court Cran CRANMER Crom Cromwell dare Drums duke duty England Enter Exeunt Exit fair fall father favour fear Flourish follows further Gard gave Gentlemen give grace GUILDFORD half hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY highness holy honour hope hour judge Kath Katharine Keep King king's lady learned leave letter live looks lord lord cardinal LOVEL madam malice master mean needs never night noble NORFOLK once patience peace person pleasure poor pray present princes queen rise Rome royal Sands SCENE sent servant sir Thomas soul speak stand SUFFOLK sure Surv tell thank thee thou true Trumpets truth voice wish WOLSEY
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Side 47 - A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels...
Side 47 - 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...
Side 49 - 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.
Side 45 - 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.
Side 49 - Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass, their virtues We write in water. May it please your highness To hear me speak his good now ? Kath.
Side 63 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow: Good grows with her : In her days every man shall eat in safety, Under his own vine, what he plants; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours...
Side 49 - Oxford ! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it ; The other, though unfinished, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Side 47 - 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, 0 Cromwell!
Side 46 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Side 47 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : '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.