| Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 pagini
...honour— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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 ? Cromwell, Earl of... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagini
...honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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 angel?, how can man then, The image of his Maker hope to win by't? Love thyself last:... | |
| 1851 - 496 pagini
...— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 558 pagini
...— Found thee a way, out of his wrack, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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 it? Love thyself last... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 18 pagini
...honour, Pound thee a way, out of his wrack,1 2 to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition :11 By that sin fell the angels ; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love... | |
| J. Cherpilloud - 1853 - 266 pagini
...honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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... | |
| Alfred G. Havet - 1853 - 446 pagini
...honour, Found thee a way oat of bis wreck to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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 (Tho* th' image of his Maker) hope to win by Ч ? Love thyself... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 476 pagini
...honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master 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... | |
| Allen Hayden Weld - 1853 - 120 pagini
...Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. 5 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? 9 Love thyself last... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 pagini
...be false to any man. Farewell : — my blessing season this in thee ! H. i. 3. • TO A STATESMAN. 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... | |
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