 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 sider
...with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O...would aspire to, . * That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war and women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 368 sider
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 324 sider
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new opep'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'dw... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 sider
...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, 1 hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O how wretched...on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangi and fears than war and women... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 sider
...with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O...poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwiit that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangi and fears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 sider
...me ; and now has left mo, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he lalle like Lucifer, . Never to hope again. — Enter CHOMWEI.I., antazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 542 sider
...hide me Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ve : I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched I' that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer Never to hope again. — " • As the Pope's legate. Enter CRoMWELL, amazed ly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 526 sider
...which is countenanced by the following passage in AW's Commendation of Gascoigne and his Poesies : Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin 9, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer1, Never to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 320 sider
...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; ! feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Vever to hope again.— [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL amazedly. \\'hy, how now, Cromwell ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 636 sider
...pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; i "fa praemunire,] It is almost unnecessary to observe that I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that...to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, 2 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he fails, he falls like Lucifer, Never to... | |
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O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! 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... 
