Cromwell by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
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page 76 of 99 (76%)
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For presently the Dukes means to be here.
[Exit witnesses.] Cromwell, sit fast, thy time's not long to reign. The Abbeys that were pulled down by thy means Is now a mean for me to pull thee down: Thy pride also thy own head lights upon, For thou art he hath changed religion:-- But now no more, for here the Dukes are come. [Enter Suffolk, Norfolk, and the Earl of Bedford.] SUFFOLK. Goodden to my Lord Bishop. NORFOLK. How fares my Lord? what, are you all alone? GARDINER. No, not alone, my Lords; my mind is troubled; I know your honours muse wherefore I sent, And in such haste. What, came you from the King? NORFOLK. We did, and left none but Lord Cromwell with him. GARDINER. O, what a dangerous time is this we live in! There's Thomas Wolsey, he's already gone, |
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