 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 pagini
...Bequeath'd by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft, is ever won. WOLSEY AND CROMWELL. Wol. FAREWELL, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state...thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening — nips his root; And then he falls, as I do! I have ventured, Like little wanton boys... | |
 | Thomas Bridgeman - 1835 - 130 pagini
...circumstance, to paint the delusive nature of human expectation : " This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow...The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And nips his root." But we now return to the garden. Before we have time to explore nature's treasures,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 588 pagini
...doubt, shall thank you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal. [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell,...of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 pagini
...man;—to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,...full surely, His greatness is a ripening, nips his shoot, And then he falls—as I do. I have ventured Like little wanton boys, that swim on bladders,... | |
 | Edward Howard - 1837 - 950 pagini
...stood. I might have exclaimed with Wolsey—I wish 1 had now; it would then have been some relief to me— '' Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness...thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do." But I did not. I went home to my lodging in... | |
 | R T. Linnington - 1837 - 274 pagini
...often produces a very pleasing effect. Verses of this nature are called Hypermeter ; as, " Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness ! This is the...thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his shoot ; And then he falls, as I do." SIIAKSPEARE. OF TROCHAIC VERSE. The shortest... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pagini
...in proud triumph on the desolating marauders he had let loose. " This is the state of man ! To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow...thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls." What visions have we beheld in forests floating among... | |
 | Edward Howard, Frederick Marryat - 1837 - 326 pagini
...stood. I might have exclaimed with Wolsey — I wish I had now ; it would then have been some relief to me — "Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness!...bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third da; comes a frost, a killing frost, And when he thinks, good easy man, full sorely His greatness is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pagini
...of watching. 15— v. 1 . 512 The instability of human happiness. This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow...full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his fruit," And then he falls. " 25— iii. 2. 513 The same. Then was I as a tree, Whose .boughs did bend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pagini
...doubt, shall thank you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal. [Exeunt all but Wolsey. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear me, Farewell,...The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms. And brars his blushing honours thick upon him : Tlin third day, comes a frost, a kitting frost ; And, when... | |
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Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when... 
