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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... soul More stronger to direct you than yourself ; If with the sap of reason you would quench , Or but allay , the fire of passion.b Buck . Sir , I am thankful to you ; and I'll go along By your prescription : - but this top - proud ...
... soul More stronger to direct you than yourself ; If with the sap of reason you would quench , Or but allay , the fire of passion.b Buck . Sir , I am thankful to you ; and I'll go along By your prescription : - but this top - proud ...
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... soul ; ' that is , injure the nobler interests of your soul . Until it might strike out , or form , in his mind some plan for obtaining the crown , which , as he had faith in the prophecy , it was very likely to do . • For account of ...
... soul ; ' that is , injure the nobler interests of your soul . Until it might strike out , or form , in his mind some plan for obtaining the crown , which , as he had faith in the prophecy , it was very likely to do . • For account of ...
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... soul to heaven . - Lead on , o ' God's name . Lov . I do beseech your grace , for 2 charity , If ever any malice in your heart Were hid against me , now to forgive me frankly . Buck . Sir Thomas Lovell , I as free b forgive you As I ...
... soul to heaven . - Lead on , o ' God's name . Lov . I do beseech your grace , for 2 charity , If ever any malice in your heart Were hid against me , now to forgive me frankly . Buck . Sir Thomas Lovell , I as free b forgive you As I ...
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... soul ; and there scatters Dangers , doubts , wringing of the conscience , Fears , and despairs ; and all these for his marriage : And out of all these to restore the king , d He counsels a divorce : a loss of her That , like a jewel ...
... soul ; and there scatters Dangers , doubts , wringing of the conscience , Fears , and despairs ; and all these for his marriage : And out of all these to restore the king , d He counsels a divorce : a loss of her That , like a jewel ...
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... soul and body's parting . Similarly , in Antony and Cleopatra , —— The soul and body rive not more in parting , Than greatness going off . ' Act IV . Sc . 2 . • A foreigner amongst us . 1 Courses , objective to during understood ...
... soul and body's parting . Similarly , in Antony and Cleopatra , —— The soul and body rive not more in parting , Than greatness going off . ' Act IV . Sc . 2 . • A foreigner amongst us . 1 Courses , objective to during understood ...
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adjective qualifying adverb modifying Anne Bullen archbishop Archbishop of Canterbury banquet bear Bishop Bishop of Winchester bless Buck Canterbury CARDINAL WOLSEY cardinal's Cavendish Cham clause compl conscience court Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell dare death Duke of Buckingham Duke of Norfolk Duke of Suffolk Earl of Surrey England English Enter Exeunt expressing relation favour fear Gent gentleman give governed grace Gram Grif hath hear heart heaven Henry VIII highness Holinshed honesty honour interjection Kath Katharine king king's lady lord cardinal lord chamberlain madam malice marriage master means neut never noble nominative noun objective Parse person play pray preposition princes pron pronoun queen royal Sands SCENE sent Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir Thomas Lovell soul speak surveyor thank thee thou tongue truth understood verb Viscount Rochford Winchester Wolsey's words
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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.