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Cromwell , I did not think to shead a tear In all my miferies ; but thou has forc'd me , Out of thy honeft truth , to play the woman . Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me , Cromwell , And when I am forgotten , as I fhall be ...
Cromwell , I did not think to shead a tear In all my miferies ; but thou has forc'd me , Out of thy honeft truth , to play the woman . Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me , Cromwell , And when I am forgotten , as I fhall be ...
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The Life of Henry VIII: In Which Are Interspersed, Historical Notes, Moral ... William Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
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Seite 68 - 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...
Seite 66 - 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.
Seite 66 - 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.
Seite 72 - 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...
Seite 66 - 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...
Seite 68 - 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.
Seite 68 - 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...
Seite 94 - 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.