 O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never...  The Plays of William Shakespeare - Pagina 82de William Shakespeare - 1804Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 602 pagini
...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 we would aspire to, That...now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. that his body shall remain in prison at the king's pleasure. The old copy reads, erroneously, castles... | |
 | Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 pagini
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 pagini
...that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, Th:1t sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs...? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes ? Can thy spirit wonder, A great man should decline ? Nay, an you weep, I... | |
 | Truman Rickard, Hiram Orcutt - 1850 - 130 pagini
...princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, 25 The sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear 30 In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 578 pagini
...full surely His greatness is a ripening,—nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagini
...and now hast left ine, 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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. CARDINAL WOLSEY'S SPEECH TO CROMWELL. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 pagini
...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 we would aspire to, That...Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes ? Can thy spirit wonder, A great man should decline ? Nay, an you weep, I... | |
 | 1851 - 496 pagini
...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'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. THE SEVEN AGES OF MAN. ALL the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 pagini
...ye : I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again ! — Cromwell, I did not think to shed a ter-r In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 576 pagini
...TTis greatness is a ripening,— nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, 1/ike little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CBOMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What, amazed... | |
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