A peace above all earthly dignities,

A still and quiet conscience.

King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

A load would sink a navy.

King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

And sleep in dull cold marble.

King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,

And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,