 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...  The Plays of William Shakespeare - Side 82av William Shakespeare - 1804Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 628 sider
...that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly6. Why, how now, Cromwell ! Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What! amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 350 sider
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder, A great man should decline ? Nay, an you weep, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 sider
...surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventnr'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...— Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn, I have no power to speak, air. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 494 sider
...mercy Of a rude stream , that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ye : If feel my heart new open'd. O! how wretched Is that...Cromwell! Crom. I have no power to speak , Sir. Wol. What! amas'd At my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder , A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep, I am... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 sider
...heart new opened. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, hetwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedlií. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 348 sider
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Eater CBOMWBLL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 sider
...princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer — Never to hope again. SHAKSPERK . JULIUS C-ESAR, ACT III., SCENE 6. Rome — the Fonim — a throng of citizens — Antony... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 sider
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened.4 Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...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... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 sider
...opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...— Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol What, amazed At my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder A... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 sider
...opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedty. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes?... | |
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