The Plays of William Shakspeare, 6. kötetF. C. and J. Rivington, 1823 |
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... Of thousand friends ; then , in a moment , see How soon this mightiness meets misery ! And , if you can be merry then , I'll say , A man may weep upon his wedding - day . KING HENRY VIII . ACT I. SCENE I - London PROLOGUE .
... Of thousand friends ; then , in a moment , see How soon this mightiness meets misery ! And , if you can be merry then , I'll say , A man may weep upon his wedding - day . KING HENRY VIII . ACT I. SCENE I - London PROLOGUE .
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... SCENE II . - The council - chamber . Cornets . Enter King Henry , Cardinal Wolsey , the Lords of the Council , Sir Thomas Lovell , Officers , and Assistants . The King enters , leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder . K. Hen . My life ...
... SCENE II . - The council - chamber . Cornets . Enter King Henry , Cardinal Wolsey , the Lords of the Council , Sir Thomas Lovell , Officers , and Assistants . The King enters , leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder . K. Hen . My life ...
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... SCENE IV . - The presence chamber in York- place . Hautboys . A small table under a state for the Cardinal , a longer table for the guests . " Enter at one door , Anne Bullen , and divers Lords , Ladies , and Gentlewomen , as guests ...
... SCENE IV . - The presence chamber in York- place . Hautboys . A small table under a state for the Cardinal , a longer table for the guests . " Enter at one door , Anne Bullen , and divers Lords , Ladies , and Gentlewomen , as guests ...
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... SCENE II - An ante - chamber in the palace . Enter the Lord Chamberlain , reading a letter . Cham . My lord , -The horses your lordship sent for , with all the care I had , I saw well chosen , rid- den , and furnished . They were young ...
... SCENE II - An ante - chamber in the palace . Enter the Lord Chamberlain , reading a letter . Cham . My lord , -The horses your lordship sent for , with all the care I had , I saw well chosen , rid- den , and furnished . They were young ...
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... SCENE III - An ante - chamber in the Queen's apartments . Enter Anne Bullen , and an old Lady . Anne . Not for that neither ; -Here's the pang that pinches : His highness having liv'd so long with her : and she So good a lady , that no ...
... SCENE III - An ante - chamber in the Queen's apartments . Enter Anne Bullen , and an old Lady . Anne . Not for that neither ; -Here's the pang that pinches : His highness having liv'd so long with her : and she So good a lady , that no ...
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73. oldal - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate yej I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes
75. oldal - 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: then if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
105. oldal - In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
75. oldal - 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 mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
68. oldal - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
128. oldal - Amidst the other ; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander...
75. oldal - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd 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, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
76. oldal - 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 serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
72. oldal - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
171. oldal - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand ; And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, — That all, with one consent, praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and...