The Life of Henry VIII.J. Tonson: and sold, 1732 - 95 psl. |
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... Gard . But to be commanded = For ever by your Grace , whofe hand has rais'd me . King . Come hither , Gardiner . [ Walks and whispers . Cam . My lord of York , was not one Doctor Pace In this man's place before him ? Wol . Yes , he was ...
... Gard . But to be commanded = For ever by your Grace , whofe hand has rais'd me . King . Come hither , Gardiner . [ Walks and whispers . Cam . My lord of York , was not one Doctor Pace In this man's place before him ? Wol . Yes , he was ...
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... Gard . Thefe fhould be hours for ne ceffities , Not for delights ; times to repair our nature With comforting repofe , and not for us To wafte these times . Good hour of night , Sir Thomas , Whither fo late ? Lov . Came you from the ...
... Gard . Thefe fhould be hours for ne ceffities , Not for delights ; times to repair our nature With comforting repofe , and not for us To wafte these times . Good hour of night , Sir Thomas , Whither fo late ? Lov . Came you from the ...
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... Gard . Not yet , Sir Thomas Lovell , what's the marter ? It feems you are in hafte : And if there be No great offence belongs to't , give your friend Some touch of your late bufinefs . Affairs that walk ( As they fay fpirits do ) at ...
... Gard . Not yet , Sir Thomas Lovell , what's the marter ? It feems you are in hafte : And if there be No great offence belongs to't , give your friend Some touch of your late bufinefs . Affairs that walk ( As they fay fpirits do ) at ...
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... . Speak to the business , Mr Secretary : Why are we met in council ? Crom . Please your Honours , The caufe concerns his Grace of Canterbury . Gard . Has he knowledge of it Cro m Crom . Yes . Nor . Who waits there ? 84 King HENRY VIII .
... . Speak to the business , Mr Secretary : Why are we met in council ? Crom . Please your Honours , The caufe concerns his Grace of Canterbury . Gard . Has he knowledge of it Cro m Crom . Yes . Nor . Who waits there ? 84 King HENRY VIII .
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... Gard . Yes . Keep . My lord Arch - bishop ; And has done half an hour , to know your pleasures , Chan . Let him come in . Keep . Your Grace may enter now . [ Cranmer approaches the council table . Chan . My good lord Arch - bifhop , I'm ...
... Gard . Yes . Keep . My lord Arch - bishop ; And has done half an hour , to know your pleasures , Chan . Let him come in . Keep . Your Grace may enter now . [ Cranmer approaches the council table . Chan . My good lord Arch - bifhop , I'm ...
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66 psl. - 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...
64 psl. - 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.
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66 psl. - 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.
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92 psl. - 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.