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Good my lord , You are full of heavenly stuff , and bear the in . ventory your best
graces in your mind ; the which You were now running o'er : you have scarce
time To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span , To keep your earthly audit : Sure ,
in ...
Good my lord , You are full of heavenly stuff , and bear the in . ventory your best
graces in your mind ; the which You were now running o'er : you have scarce
time To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span , To keep your earthly audit : Sure ,
in ...
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None of you , but is Able to bear against the great Aufidius A shield as hard as his
. A certain number , Though thanks to all , must I select from all : The rest shall
bear the business in some other fight , As cause will be obey'd . Please you to ...
None of you , but is Able to bear against the great Aufidius A shield as hard as his
. A certain number , Though thanks to all , must I select from all : The rest shall
bear the business in some other fight , As cause will be obey'd . Please you to ...
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Sic . Nature teaches beasts to know their friends , Men . Pray you , who does the
wolf love ? Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him ; as the hungry plebeians
would the noble Marcius . Bru . He's a lamb indeed , that baas like a bear . Men .
Sic . Nature teaches beasts to know their friends , Men . Pray you , who does the
wolf love ? Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him ; as the hungry plebeians
would the noble Marcius . Bru . He's a lamb indeed , that baas like a bear . Men .
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Therefore , lay hold of him ; Bear him to the rock Tarpeian , and from thence Into
destruction cast him . Bru . Ędiles , seize him . 260 All . Yield , Marcius , yield .
Men . Hear me one word . Beseech you , tribunes , hear me but a word . Ędiles .
Therefore , lay hold of him ; Bear him to the rock Tarpeian , and from thence Into
destruction cast him . Bru . Ędiles , seize him . 260 All . Yield , Marcius , yield .
Men . Hear me one word . Beseech you , tribunes , hear me but a word . Ędiles .
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The sense believe is , What he has in his heart is waiting there to help us to break
his neck . JOHNSON . 626. Will bear the knave by the volume . ] i . c . would bear
being called a knave as often as would fill out a volume . STEEVENS .
The sense believe is , What he has in his heart is waiting there to help us to break
his neck . JOHNSON . 626. Will bear the knave by the volume . ] i . c . would bear
being called a knave as often as would fill out a volume . STEEVENS .
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Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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