 | Truman Rickard, Hiram Orcutt - 1850 - 130 pagini
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy. 20 Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened : oh ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 588 pagini
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever 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' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 pagini
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever 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' favors! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 pagini
...Weary, and old with service, to the mercy ;„ ; Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. / t Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. 2 Oh, how wretched i.. Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 600 pagini
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I fuel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is,... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 pagini
...me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me ; Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretch'd Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 pagini
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 pagini
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | 1851 - 496 pagini
...and now has left me, Weaiy, and old with sen-ice, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for every hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart now opened : 0, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 pagini
...; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me ; Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye I I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretch'd Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is,... | |
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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. 
