 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 500 pagini
...to And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my...ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 520 pagini
...root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my...me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rnde stream, that must for ever hide me. Vam pomp, and glory of this world, 1 hate ye; I feel my heart... | |
 | William Dodsworth (verger.) - 1814 - 310 pagini
...frost, a killing frost; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have...summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth: my high blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1814 - 240 pagini
...frost, And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his shoot ; And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like...of glory, But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown prule At length broke under me ; and, now, has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pagini
...killing frost; Arid—when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening—nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd,...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 552 pagini
...killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 368 pagini
...of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride 5 Absolute. 6 A writ incurring a penally. At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary,...ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 pagini
...a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening— nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have...These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond by depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now haa left me, Weary and old with service,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pagini
...little wanton boys that swim en bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond by depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under...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 how wretched... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 pagini
...frost, And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his shoot — And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like...summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high blown pride At length broke under me ; and now Las left me, Weary and old with service, to the... | |
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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 me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. 
