Shakespeare's Henry the eighth, with intr. remarks, interpretation of the text, notes &c. and a life of cardinal Wolsey, adapted for scholastic or private study by J. Hunter. (Oxf. exam. scheme). |
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... Cham- ber Act V. sc . 2 . Act V. sc . 3 . Act V. sc . 1 . Porter , and his Man Page to Gardiner . A Crier QUEEN KATHARINE , wife to King Henry , afterwards divorced . · ANNE BULLEN , maid of honour to Queen Katharine , and after- wards ...
... Cham- ber Act V. sc . 2 . Act V. sc . 3 . Act V. sc . 1 . Porter , and his Man Page to Gardiner . A Crier QUEEN KATHARINE , wife to King Henry , afterwards divorced . · ANNE BULLEN , maid of honour to Queen Katharine , and after- wards ...
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... Cham . Is ' t possible the spells of France should juggle Men into such strange mysteries ? f . After thus speaking of the duke his father and the knife . b He would go beyond his father in as far as doing the deed goes beyond an ...
... Cham . Is ' t possible the spells of France should juggle Men into such strange mysteries ? f . After thus speaking of the duke his father and the knife . b He would go beyond his father in as far as doing the deed goes beyond an ...
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... Cham . As far as I see , all the good our English Have got by the late voyage , is but merely b A fit or two o ' the face ; but they are shrewd ones ; For when they hold them , you would swear directly Their very noses had been ...
... Cham . As far as I see , all the good our English Have got by the late voyage , is but merely b A fit or two o ' the face ; but they are shrewd ones ; For when they hold them , you would swear directly Their very noses had been ...
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... Cham . What is ' t for ? Lov . The reformation of our travelled gallants , That fill the court with quarrels , talk , and tailors . Cham . I am glad ' t is there ; now I would pray our monsieurs To think an English courtier may be wise ...
... Cham . What is ' t for ? Lov . The reformation of our travelled gallants , That fill the court with quarrels , talk , and tailors . Cham . I am glad ' t is there ; now I would pray our monsieurs To think an English courtier may be wise ...
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... Cham . What a loss our ladies Will have of these trim vanities ! b Lov . There will be woe indeed . Ay , marry , Sands . I am glad they ' re going ; For , sure , there's no converting of them ; now , An honest country lord , as I am ...
... Cham . What a loss our ladies Will have of these trim vanities ! b Lov . There will be woe indeed . Ay , marry , Sands . I am glad they ' re going ; For , sure , there's no converting of them ; now , An honest country lord , as I am ...
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adjective adverb Anne answer appear attend bear better brought Buck Buckingham called cardinal cause Cham clause comes compl conscience court Cromwell dare death desire died duke Earl England English Enter expressing fall father favour fear friends Gent give governed grace Gram hand hath hear heart heaven Henry highness Holinshed honesty honour hope hour Kath Katharine king king's lady learning leave live London look lord marriage master means mind modifying never noble nominative Norfolk noun objective once Parse person play pleasure poor pray present princes qualifying queen reference regard relation royal SCENE sent Shakspeare Sir Thomas soul speak stand Suffolk tell thank things thou tongue true truth understood verb wish Wolsey
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Page 122 - 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, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory...
Page 180 - 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 134 - For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died, fearing God.
Page 132 - So went to bed : where eagerly his sickness Pursued him still ; and, three nights after this, About the hour of eight, (which he himself Foretold should be his last, ) full of repentance, Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows, He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
Page 119 - This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; 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.
Page 133 - Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass ; their virtues We write in water. May it please your highness To hear me speak his good now ? Kath.
Page 123 - 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 133 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 120 - 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 180 - 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.