men so noble, However faulty, yet should find respect For what they have been; 'tis a cruelty To load a falling man.
 William Shakespeare, Henry VIII (1623). copy citation

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Author William Shakespeare
Source Henry VIII
Topic cruelty respect
Date 1623
Language English
Reference
Note Written around 1613
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Context

“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. CROMWELL. My Lord of Winchester, y'are a little, By your good favour, too sharp; men so noble, However faulty, yet should find respect For what they have been; 'tis a cruelty To load a falling man. GARDINER. Good Master Secretary, I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst Of all this table, say so. CROMWELL. Why, my lord? GARDINER. Do not I know you for a favourer Of this new sect? Ye are not sound.” source