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Henry VIII
[I, 1] |
Duke of Norfolk |
194 |
Stay, my lord,
And let your reason with your choler question
What 'tis you go about: to climb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first: anger is like
A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way,
Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England
Can advise me like you: be to yourself
As you would to your friend.
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2 |
Henry VIII
[II, 1] |
First Gentleman |
882 |
Stay there, sir,
And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.
[Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment; tip-staves]
before him; the axe with the edge towards him;
halberds on each side: accompanied with LOVELL,
VAUX, SANDS, and common people]
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3 |
Henry VIII
[III, 2] |
Duke of Suffolk |
1866 |
The cardinal's letters to the pope miscarried,
And came to the eye o' the king: wherein was read,
How that the cardinal did entreat his holiness
To stay the judgment o' the divorce; for if
It did take place, 'I do,' quoth he, 'perceive
My king is tangled in affection to
A creature of the queen's, Lady Anne Bullen.'
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4 |
Henry VIII
[III, 2] |
Cardinal Wolsey |
2120 |
Stay:
Where's your commission, lords? words cannot carry
Authority so weighty.
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5 |
Henry VIII
[V, 1] |
Henry VIII |
2884 |
Avoid the gallery.
[LOVELL seems to stay]
Ha! I have said. Be gone. What!
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Henry VIII
[V, 3] |
Archbishop Cranmer |
3170 |
Stay, good my lords,
I have a little yet to say. Look there, my lords;
By virtue of that ring, I take my cause
Out of the gripes of cruel men, and give it
To a most noble judge, the king my master.
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7 |
Henry VIII
[V, 5] |
Henry VIII |
3448 |
O lord archbishop,
Thou hast made me now a man! never, before
This happy child, did I get any thing:
This oracle of comfort has so pleased me,
That when I am in heaven I shall desire
To see what this child does, and praise my Maker.
I thank ye all. To you, my good lord mayor,
And your good brethren, I am much beholding;
I have received much honour by your presence,
And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords:
Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye,
She will be sick else. This day, no man think
Has business at his house; for all shall stay:
This little one shall make it holiday.
[Exeunt]
EPILOGUE
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