Speeches (Lines) for Gardiner in "Henry VIII"
Total: 22
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II,2,1166 |
[Aside to CARDINAL WOLSEY]
But to be commanded
For ever by your grace, whose hand has raised me.
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2 |
V,1,2777 |
It's one o'clock, boy, is't not?
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3 |
V,1,2779 |
These should be hours for necessities,
Not for delights; times to repair our nature
With comforting repose, and not for us
To waste these times. Good hour of night, Sir Thomas!
Whither so late?
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4 |
V,1,2785 |
I did, Sir Thomas: and left him at primero
With the Duke of Suffolk.
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5 |
V,1,2789 |
Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovell. What's the matter?
It seems you are in haste: an if there be
No great offence belongs to't, give your friend
Some touch of your late business: affairs, that walk,
As they say spirits do, at midnight, have
In them a wilder nature than the business
That seeks dispatch by day.
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6 |
V,1,2801 |
The fruit she goes with
I pray for heartily, that it may find
Good time, and live: but for the stock, Sir Thomas,
I wish it grubb'd up now.
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7 |
V,1,2809 |
But, sir, sir,
Hear me, Sir Thomas: you're a gentleman
Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious;
And, let me tell you, it will ne'er be well,
'Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me,
Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she,
Sleep in their graves.
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8 |
V,1,2824 |
Yes, yes, Sir Thomas,
There are that dare; and I myself have ventured
To speak my mind of him: and indeed this day,
Sir, I may tell it you, I think I have
Incensed the lords o' the council, that he is,
For so I know he is, they know he is,
A most arch heretic, a pestilence
That does infect the land: with which they moved
Have broken with the king; who hath so far
Given ear to our complaint, of his great grace
And princely care foreseeing those fell mischiefs
Our reasons laid before him, hath commanded
To-morrow morning to the council-board
He be convented. He's a rank weed, Sir Thomas,
And we must root him out. From your affairs
I hinder you too long: good night, Sir Thomas.
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9 |
V,3,3056 |
Has he had knowledge of it?
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10 |
V,3,3060 |
Yes.
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11 |
V,3,3078 |
Which reformation must be sudden too,
My noble lords; for those that tame wild horses
Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle,
But stop their mouths with stubborn bits, and spur 'em,
Till they obey the manage. If we suffer,
Out of our easiness and childish pity
To one man's honour, this contagious sickness,
Farewell all physic: and what follows then?
Commotions, uproars, with a general taint
Of the whole state: as, of late days, our neighbours,
The upper Germany, can dearly witness,
Yet freshly pitied in our memories.
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12 |
V,3,3110 |
My lord, because we have business of more moment,
We will be short with you. 'Tis his highness' pleasure,
And our consent, for better trial of you,
From hence you be committed to the Tower;
Where, being but a private man again,
You shall know many dare accuse you boldly,
More than, I fear, you are provided for.
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13 |
V,3,3129 |
My lord, my lord, you are a sectary,
That's the plain truth: your painted gloss discovers,
To men that understand you, words and weakness.
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14 |
V,3,3137 |
Good master secretary,
I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst
Of all this table, say so.
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15 |
V,3,3141 |
Do not I know you for a favourer
Of this new sect? ye are not sound.
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16 |
V,3,3144 |
Not sound, I say.
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17 |
V,3,3147 |
I shall remember this bold language.
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18 |
V,3,3152 |
I have done.
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19 |
V,3,3162 |
What other
Would you expect? you are strangely troublesome.
Let some o' the guard be ready there.
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20 |
V,3,3168 |
Receive him,
And see him safe i' the Tower.
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21 |
V,3,3192 |
Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to heaven
In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince;
Not only good and wise, but most religious:
One that, in all obedience, makes the church
The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen
That holy duty, out of dear respect,
His royal self in judgment comes to hear
The cause betwixt her and this great offender.
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22 |
V,3,3255 |
With a true heart
And brother-love I do it.
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