The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 pages |
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... forrow . Old L. Our content Is our beft having . Anne . By my troth and maidenhead , I would not be a Queen . Old L. Befhrew me , I would , And venture maidenhead for't ; and fo would you , For all this fpice of your hypocrifie ; You ...
... forrow . Old L. Our content Is our beft having . Anne . By my troth and maidenhead , I would not be a Queen . Old L. Befhrew me , I would , And venture maidenhead for't ; and fo would you , For all this fpice of your hypocrifie ; You ...
Page 38
... forrows we were pitying . Cham . It was a gentle business , and becoming The action of good women : there is hope All will be well . Anne . Now I pray God , amen . Cham . You bear a gentle mind , and heav'nly bleffings Follow fuch ...
... forrows we were pitying . Cham . It was a gentle business , and becoming The action of good women : there is hope All will be well . Anne . Now I pray God , amen . Cham . You bear a gentle mind , and heav'nly bleffings Follow fuch ...
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... forrow ; You have too much , good lady : but to know How you stand minded in the weighty difference Between the King and you ? and to deliver , Like free and honeft men , our just opinions And comforts to your caufe . Cam . Moft honour ...
... forrow ; You have too much , good lady : but to know How you stand minded in the weighty difference Between the King and you ? and to deliver , Like free and honeft men , our just opinions And comforts to your caufe . Cam . Moft honour ...
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... forrows fall upon ye . Wol . Madam , this is a meer diftraction , You turn the good we offer into envy . Queen . Ye turn me into nothing . Wo upon ye , And all fuch falfe profeffors ! Would you have me ( If you have any justice , any ...
... forrows fall upon ye . Wol . Madam , this is a meer diftraction , You turn the good we offer into envy . Queen . Ye turn me into nothing . Wo upon ye , And all fuch falfe profeffors ! Would you have me ( If you have any justice , any ...
Page 51
... honest , You'll feel more comfort . Why fhould we , good lady , Upon what cause , wrong you ? alas , our places , The way of our profeffion is against it : C 2 We are to cure fuch forrows , not to fow King HENRY VIII . 51.
... honest , You'll feel more comfort . Why fhould we , good lady , Upon what cause , wrong you ? alas , our places , The way of our profeffion is against it : C 2 We are to cure fuch forrows , not to fow King HENRY VIII . 51.
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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.