 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 538 pagini
...Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd itv< 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... | |
 | British history - 1855 - 482 pagini
...— Found thec 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 it ? Love thyself last;... | |
 | Albert Barnes - 1855 - 376 pagini
...of honourPound thee a way out of his wreck to rise in j A sure and safe one, though thy master missM 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 ? BE JUST AND FEAR... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 100 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... | |
 | Albert Barnes - 1855 - 384 pagini
...thec a way out of his wreck to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark bat 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 ? BE JCST AND PEAR... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 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 - 1856 - 380 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 't ? Love thyself last... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1856 - 484 pagini
...humanity in the proud man's heart, that Wolsey rises to the higher strain of that solemn admonition : " 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... | |
 | John George Hodgins - 1857 - 230 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 ? sНAЕSPЕAHE. Love... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 488 pagini
...honor, — 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:... | |
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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:... 
