 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 608 pagini
...it. Mark but my Fall, and that that ruin'd me: Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away Ambition, By chat Sin fell the Angels; how can Man then, The Image of his Maker, hope to win it? Love thy felf laft, cherifhthofe Hearts that hate thees Corruption wins not more than Honefty.... | |
 | Joseph Grove - 1748 - 474 pagini
...mifs'd it. Mark but my Fall, and that which ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away Ambition, By that Sin fell the Angels ; how can Man then (The Image of his Maker) hope to win it ? Love thy felf laft, cherilh thofe Hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than Honefty.... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 pagini
...in ; A fure-and fafe one, tho' thy Matter mifs'd it. Crsrmuell, I charge thee, fling away Ambition ; By that Sin fell the Angels ; how can Man then (The Image of his Maker) hope to win by't ? Love thyfelf laft ; cherifli thofe Hearts that wait thee ; Corruption wins not more than Honefty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 pagini
...miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. 710 Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | James Stanier Clarke, Stephen Jones, John Jones - 1799 - 714 pagini
...one, who founded all t/x depths and shoals of Honour : Cromwell ! I charge thce, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the Angels ; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thce ? Corruption wins not more than Honesty.... | |
 | 1800 - 322 pagini
...in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Cromwell, I charge thee, throw away ambition; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then (The image of his Maker) hope to-win by it? Love thyselflast ; cherish those hearts thatwait thee ; Corruption wins not more than... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 pagini
...miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee j Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 pagini
...miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Still in thy right hand carry gentle... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 pagini
...miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 pagini
...miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
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Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's,... 
