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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... hour , the whole house to the very ground . " * If we are justified by such evidence as this in believing that the first representation of Shakspeare's Henry the Eighth is here referred to , we should , perhaps , claim for the same ...
... hour , the whole house to the very ground . " * If we are justified by such evidence as this in believing that the first representation of Shakspeare's Henry the Eighth is here referred to , we should , perhaps , claim for the same ...
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... hours . On the morning after his return , as he went to report himself to the king , the latter hastily chid him for having delayed to set out on his journey ; but the emperor's letter , in the hand of the expeditious messenger , was a ...
... hours . On the morning after his return , as he went to report himself to the king , the latter hastily chid him for having delayed to set out on his journey ; but the emperor's letter , in the hand of the expeditious messenger , was a ...
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... hour to steer what he believed to be a salutary course . He had early discovered the king's partiality for pleasure and dislike of business : " And whereas , " says Cavendish , ' the other ancient councillors would , according to the ...
... hour to steer what he believed to be a salutary course . He had early discovered the king's partiality for pleasure and dislike of business : " And whereas , " says Cavendish , ' the other ancient councillors would , according to the ...
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... hours ' delay , he took leave of Sheffield Park , and resumed his melancholy journey . When arrived , however , at Leicester Abbey , worn out with sickness and a broken heart , he felt that he could proceed no further , and said to the ...
... hours ' delay , he took leave of Sheffield Park , and resumed his melancholy journey . When arrived , however , at Leicester Abbey , worn out with sickness and a broken heart , he felt that he could proceed no further , and said to the ...
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... hours . Only they e That come to hear a merry , wanton f play , Things of a lofty character , and of stirring interest , or full of stirring influences . b The last word of the first line is here repeated , in consequence of three lines ...
... hours . Only they e That come to hear a merry , wanton f play , Things of a lofty character , and of stirring interest , or full of stirring influences . b The last word of the first line is here repeated , in consequence of three lines ...
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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.