King Henry VIII. CoriolanusPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... fall a tear ; Such , as give Their money out of hope they may believe , May here find truth too . Those , that come to see Only a show or two , and so agree , The play may pass ; if they be still , and willing , I'll undertake , may see ...
... fall a tear ; Such , as give Their money out of hope they may believe , May here find truth too . Those , that come to see Only a show or two , and so agree , The play may pass ; if they be still , and willing , I'll undertake , may see ...
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... fall every where . Cham No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . 58 . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal ; in him , Sparing would shew a worse sin than ill doctrine : Men of his way should be ...
... fall every where . Cham No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . 58 . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal ; in him , Sparing would shew a worse sin than ill doctrine : Men of his way should be ...
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... falls , if I be not faithful ! The law I bear no malice for my death , ' T has done , upon the premises , but justice ; But those , that sought it , I could wish more Chris- tians : Be what they will , I heartily forgive ' em : D " Yet ...
... falls , if I be not faithful ! The law I bear no malice for my death , ' T has done , upon the premises , but justice ; But those , that sought it , I could wish more Chris- tians : Be what they will , I heartily forgive ' em : D " Yet ...
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... fall away Like water from ye , never found again But where they mean to sink ye . All good people , Pray for me ! I must now forsake you ; the last hour Of my long weary life is come upon me . Farewel : 151 And when you would say ...
... fall away Like water from ye , never found again But where they mean to sink ye . All good people , Pray for me ! I must now forsake you ; the last hour Of my long weary life is come upon me . Farewel : 151 And when you would say ...
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... fall , Greater than this . 1 Gen. Good angels keep it from us ! 160 What may it be ? You do not doubt my faith , sir ? 2 Gen. This secret is so weighty , ' twill require A strong faith to conceal it . 1 Gen. Let me have it ; I do not ...
... fall , Greater than this . 1 Gen. Good angels keep it from us ! 160 What may it be ? You do not doubt my faith , sir ? 2 Gen. This secret is so weighty , ' twill require A strong faith to conceal it . 1 Gen. Let me have it ; I do not ...
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Page 92 - 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, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Page 91 - 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 91 - 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...
Page 88 - 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Page 51 - Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, '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.
Page 89 - 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 14 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Page 91 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 96 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your...
Page 89 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans