Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, Volum 7D. Leach, 1767 |
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Pàgina 38
... Rome , the nurfe of judgment , Invited by your noble self , hath sent One general tongue unto us , this good man , This juft and learned priest , cardinal Campeius ; Whom , once more , I present unto your highness . Kin . And , once ...
... Rome , the nurfe of judgment , Invited by your noble self , hath sent One general tongue unto us , this good man , This juft and learned priest , cardinal Campeius ; Whom , once more , I present unto your highness . Kin . And , once ...
Pàgina 44
... Rome is read , Let filence be commanded . Kin . What's the need ? It hath already publickly been read , And on all fides the authority allow'd ; You may then spare that time . WOL . Be it fo : - Proceed . Scr . Say , Henry , king of ...
... Rome is read , Let filence be commanded . Kin . What's the need ? It hath already publickly been read , And on all fides the authority allow'd ; You may then spare that time . WOL . Be it fo : - Proceed . Scr . Say , Henry , king of ...
Pàgina 47
... For you , or any : how far I have proceeded , Or how far further fhall , is warranted By a commiffion from the confiftory , 1 Yea , the whole confiftory of Rome . You M 2 Henry VIII . 47 It's fit this royal feffion do proceed; ...
... For you , or any : how far I have proceeded , Or how far further fhall , is warranted By a commiffion from the confiftory , 1 Yea , the whole confiftory of Rome . You M 2 Henry VIII . 47 It's fit this royal feffion do proceed; ...
Pàgina 48
... Rome . You charge me , That I have blown this coal . I do deny it : The king is present ; If it be known to him , That I gainfay my deed , how may he wound , And worthily , my falfhood ? yea , as much As you have done my truth : But if ...
... Rome . You charge me , That I have blown this coal . I do deny it : The king is present ; If it be known to him , That I gainfay my deed , how may he wound , And worthily , my falfhood ? yea , as much As you have done my truth : But if ...
Pàgina 52
... Rome . " " My learn'd and well - beloved fervant , Cranmer , " " Pr'ythee , return ! with thy approach , I know , " " My comfort comes along . " Break up the court ; I fay , fet on . [ Exeunt , in Manner as they enter'd . ACT III ...
... Rome . " " My learn'd and well - beloved fervant , Cranmer , " " Pr'ythee , return ! with thy approach , I know , " " My comfort comes along . " Break up the court ; I fay , fet on . [ Exeunt , in Manner as they enter'd . ACT III ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 73 - I have ventured, 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.
Pàgina 76 - 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...
Pàgina 40 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pàgina 4 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pàgina 76 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pàgina 30 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes.
Pàgina 73 - 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.
Pàgina 73 - 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.
Pàgina 3 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pàgina 30 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.