The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 pages |
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... bear a weighty and a ferious brow , Sad , high , and working , full of state and woe , Such noble fcenes , as draw the eye to flow , We shall prefent . Thofe that can pity , here May , if they think it well , let fall a tear ; The ...
... bear a weighty and a ferious brow , Sad , high , and working , full of state and woe , Such noble fcenes , as draw the eye to flow , We shall prefent . Thofe that can pity , here May , if they think it well , let fall a tear ; The ...
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... bear The pride upon them , that their very labour . Was to them as a painting . Now this mask Was cry'd incomparable , and th ' enfuing night Made it a fool and beggar . The two Kings Equal in luftre , were now beft , now worst , As ...
... bear The pride upon them , that their very labour . Was to them as a painting . Now this mask Was cry'd incomparable , and th ' enfuing night Made it a fool and beggar . The two Kings Equal in luftre , were now beft , now worst , As ...
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... bear you company . The King Is pleas'd you fhall to the Tower , ' till you know How he determines further . Aber . As the Duke faid , The will of heav'n be done , and the King's pleasure By me obey'd . Bran . Here is a warrant from The ...
... bear you company . The King Is pleas'd you fhall to the Tower , ' till you know How he determines further . Aber . As the Duke faid , The will of heav'n be done , and the King's pleasure By me obey'd . Bran . Here is a warrant from The ...
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... bear ' em , The back is facrifice to th ' load ; they fay , They are devis'd by you , or elfe you fuffer Too hard an exclamation . King . Still exa & ion ! The nature of it , in what kind let's know In this exaction ? Queen . I am much ...
... bear ' em , The back is facrifice to th ' load ; they fay , They are devis'd by you , or elfe you fuffer Too hard an exclamation . King . Still exa & ion ! The nature of it , in what kind let's know In this exaction ? Queen . I am much ...
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... bears a bounteous mind indeed ; A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us , His dew falls ev'ry where . Cham . No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth that faid other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , h'as wherewithal in him ...
... bears a bounteous mind indeed ; A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us , His dew falls ev'ry where . Cham . No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth that faid other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , h'as wherewithal in him ...
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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.