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" There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. "
The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and ... - Side 305
av William Shakespeare - 1851
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Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ...

John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 sider
...frost. Act Hi. Sc. 2. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Act iii. Sc. 2. And sleep in dull, cold marble. Act iii. Sc. 2. Fling away ambition : By that sin fell...
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Golden Leaves from the British and American Dramatic Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - 592 sider
...ye ; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — • Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes?...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by ...

William Shakespeare - 1865 - 496 sider
...fhate ye: T feel my heart new opened. 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on prince's favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amcaedly. Why, how now, Cromwell! Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes?...
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Shaksperean gems, newly collected and arranged with a life of W. Shakspere ...

William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 sider
...hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. 0 how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. CORDELIA'S GRIEF. FROM THE PLAY OF 'KING LEAE.' The following extract, which may be found in the Fourth...
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Our life illustrated by pen and pencil [an anthology].

Our life - 1865 - 234 sider
...ye ! I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on prince's favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 sider
...ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, and stands amazed. Why, how now, Cromwell ! Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed...
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Half Hours of English History: From the Roman Period to the Death of Elizabeth

Charles Knight - 1866 - 704 sider
...ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwdl, amazectty. Why, how now, Cromwell t Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. WoL What, amaz'd...
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Laurie's Graduated series of reading lesson books, Bok 5

James Stuart Laurie - 1866 - 236 sider
...ye ; I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that haugs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest...
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The Standard Poetry Book, Selected from the Best Authors

Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 sider
...hate ye! I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again ! EVENING. Shdkspeare. THE moon is up, and yet it is not night— Sunset divides the sky with her—a...
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The Book of Familiar Quotations: Being a Collection of Popular Extracts and ...

1866 - 320 sider
...ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Act in. Scene ^. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just and...
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