 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pagini
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. that his body shall remain in prison at the king's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pagini
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 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.— [Exeunt all but WOLSET. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 672 pagini
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 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 362 pagini
...favours'! There are', betwixt that smile he would aspire to', That sweet aspect of princes and his ruin', More pangs and fears than wars or women have':...he falls', he falls', like Lucifer', Never to hope again'.8 SECTION XIII. Cardinal Wolseifs Farewell Address to Cromwell. SHAKSPBARE. CROMWELL', I did... | |
 | 1867 - 740 pagini
...utterance : " Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is hetwixt the smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars and women have ; And when he falls, he falls, like Lucifer, Never to hope again." LEAVES FROM MY MEDITERRANEAN... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 548 pagini
...that must for ever hide me. 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'...And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to rise again ! The story of the ambition and greatness of Wolsey is a splendid and rare story ; but what... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1840 - 908 pagini
...parting kiss on the purest hand in Christendom, to Ninion Saunders' filthy wine- flasks. CHAPTER VI. " Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have." SHAKSPEARE. WE might now occupy a goodly number of our pages with the wooing of Lord Dudley, and the... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 pagini
...how wretched Is that poor man | that hangs on prin'ces' favours ! | There is,* betwixt that smile he would aspire to, | That sweet aspect of princes, |...falls, \ he falls like Lucifer, | Never to hope again,. | WOLSEY S FAREWELL ADDRESS TO CROMWELL. (SHAKSPEARE.) Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear | In... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 pagini
...how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on prince's favours ! There is betwixt that smile that we aspire to. That sweet aspect of princes, and their...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSFKARE. £i)r -ttnvrs'j of iloani ant 7;br to Ujr Dntr. THESE are thy glorious works, Parent of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 320 pagini
...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...princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars 01^ women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly.... | |
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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... 
