The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 pages |
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... thank your Grace : How Healthful , and ever fince a fresh admirer Of what I faw there . Buck . An untimely ague Stay'd me a pris'ner in my chamber , when Thofe funs of glory , thofe two lights of men . Met in the vale of Arde . Nor ...
... thank your Grace : How Healthful , and ever fince a fresh admirer Of what I faw there . Buck . An untimely ague Stay'd me a pris'ner in my chamber , when Thofe funs of glory , thofe two lights of men . Met in the vale of Arde . Nor ...
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... Thanks you for this great care .: 1 ftood King.M Y life it felf , and the beft heart of it , i'th ' level Of a full ... Thank your Majefty . That you would love your felf , and in that love Not unconfider'd leave your honour , nor The ...
... Thanks you for this great care .: 1 ftood King.M Y life it felf , and the beft heart of it , i'th ' level Of a full ... Thank your Majefty . That you would love your felf , and in that love Not unconfider'd leave your honour , nor The ...
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... lord Sands , you are one will keep ' em waking ; Pray fit between these ladies . Sands . By my faith , And thank your lordship . By your leave fweet ladies ; If If I chance to talk a little wild , forgive 22 King HENRY VIII .
... lord Sands , you are one will keep ' em waking ; Pray fit between these ladies . Sands . By my faith , And thank your lordship . By your leave fweet ladies ; If If I chance to talk a little wild , forgive 22 King HENRY VIII .
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... thanks , And fave me fo much talking . Wol . My lord Sands , I am beholden to you ; cheer your neighbour : Ladies , you are not merry ; gentlemen , Whose fault is this ? Sands . The red Wine firft muft rife In their fair cheeks , my ...
... thanks , And fave me fo much talking . Wol . My lord Sands , I am beholden to you ; cheer your neighbour : Ladies , you are not merry ; gentlemen , Whose fault is this ? Sands . The red Wine firft muft rife In their fair cheeks , my ...
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... thanks , and pray ' em take their pleasures . [ Chufe ladies , King and Anne Bullen . King . The faireft hand I ever touch'd ! O beauty , Till now I never knew thee . [ Mufick . Dance . Wol . Wol . My lord . Cham . Your Grace ? 24 King ...
... thanks , and pray ' em take their pleasures . [ Chufe ladies , King and Anne Bullen . King . The faireft hand I ever touch'd ! O beauty , Till now I never knew thee . [ Mufick . Dance . Wol . Wol . My lord . Cham . Your Grace ? 24 King ...
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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.