The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 pages |
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... hours . Only they That come to hear a merry , bawdy play A noife of targets ; or to fee a fellow In a long motley coat , guarded with yellow ; Will be deceiv'd : for , gentle hearers , know Yo rank our chofen truth with fuch a show As ...
... hours . Only they That come to hear a merry , bawdy play A noife of targets ; or to fee a fellow In a long motley coat , guarded with yellow ; Will be deceiv'd : for , gentle hearers , know Yo rank our chofen truth with fuch a show As ...
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... hour of fpeech , a minute ; he , my lady , Hath into monstrous habits put the graces , That once were his , and is become as black As if befmear'd in hell . Sit , you fhall hear , ( This was his gentleman in truft ) of him Things to ...
... hour of fpeech , a minute ; he , my lady , Hath into monstrous habits put the graces , That once were his , and is become as black As if befmear'd in hell . Sit , you fhall hear , ( This was his gentleman in truft ) of him Things to ...
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... hour To hear from him a matter of fome moment : Who ( after under the commiffion's feal He folemnly had fworn that what he spoke My chaplain to no creature living but To me fhould utter ) with demure confidence Thus paufingly enfu'd ...
... hour To hear from him a matter of fome moment : Who ( after under the commiffion's feal He folemnly had fworn that what he spoke My chaplain to no creature living but To me fhould utter ) with demure confidence Thus paufingly enfu'd ...
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... hour of hearing , and by'r lady Held current mufick too . Cham . Well faid , lord Sands , Your colt's tooth is not caft yet ? Sands . No , my lord , Nor fhall not , while I have a ftump . Cham , Sir Thomas , Whither are you going ? Lov ...
... hour of hearing , and by'r lady Held current mufick too . Cham . Well faid , lord Sands , Your colt's tooth is not caft yet ? Sands . No , my lord , Nor fhall not , while I have a ftump . Cham , Sir Thomas , Whither are you going ? Lov ...
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... hour of revels with ' em . Wol . Say , Lord Chamberlain , They've done my poor house grace : for which I pay ' em A thoufand thanks , and pray ' em take their pleasures . [ Chufe ladies , King and Anne Bullen . King . The faireft hand I ...
... hour of revels with ' em . Wol . Say , Lord Chamberlain , They've done my poor house grace : for which I pay ' em A thoufand thanks , and pray ' em take their pleasures . [ Chufe ladies , King and Anne Bullen . King . The faireft hand I ...
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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.