King Henry VIII. CoriolanusPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... play , observes from Stow , that Robert Greene had written somewhat on the same story . STEEVENS . The play of Henry the Eighth is one of those which still keeps possession of the stage , by the splendour of its pageantry . The ...
... play , observes from Stow , that Robert Greene had written somewhat on the same story . STEEVENS . The play of Henry the Eighth is one of those which still keeps possession of the stage , by the splendour of its pageantry . The ...
Side 5
... play may pass ; if they be still , and willing , I'll undertake , may see away their shilling Richly in two short hours . Only they , That come to hear a merry , bawdy play , A noise of targets ; or to see a fellow In a long motley coat ...
... play may pass ; if they be still , and willing , I'll undertake , may see away their shilling Richly in two short hours . Only they , That come to hear a merry , bawdy play , A noise of targets ; or to see a fellow In a long motley coat ...
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... play'd The part my father meant to act upon The usurper Richard : who , being at Salisbury , Made suit to come in his presence ; which if granted , As he made semblance of his duty , would Have put his knife into him . King . A giant ...
... play'd The part my father meant to act upon The usurper Richard : who , being at Salisbury , Made suit to come in his presence ; which if granted , As he made semblance of his duty , would Have put his knife into him . King . A giant ...
Side 28
... play - fellows : there , I take it , They may , cum privilegio , wear away 550 The lag end of their lewdness , and be laugh'd at . Sands .. ' Tis time to give them physick , their dis- eases Are grown so catching . Cham . What a loss ...
... play - fellows : there , I take it , They may , cum privilegio , wear away 550 The lag end of their lewdness , and be laugh'd at . Sands .. ' Tis time to give them physick , their dis- eases Are grown so catching . Cham . What a loss ...
Side 32
... play . Here's to your ladyship : and pledge it , madam , For ' tis to such a thing- Anne . You cannot shew me . 650 Sands . I told your grace , they would talk anon . [ Drum and Trumpets , Chambers discharg'd . Wol . What's that ? Cham ...
... play . Here's to your ladyship : and pledge it , madam , For ' tis to such a thing- Anne . You cannot shew me . 650 Sands . I told your grace , they would talk anon . [ Drum and Trumpets , Chambers discharg'd . Wol . What's that ? Cham ...
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Side 92 - 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, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Side 91 - 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...
Side 91 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced 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 88 - 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Side 51 - Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief And wear a golden sorrow.
Side 89 - Why, well ; 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.
Side 14 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Side 91 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Side 96 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your...
Side 89 - 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