I taught thee— Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in— A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. The Plays - Pagina 191de William Shakespeare - 1824Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 558 pagini
...of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, — Found thee a way, out of his wrack, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 pagini
...in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it. — Mark but my fall, and that which ruined me ! Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition...can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by t ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee, — Corruption wins not more than honesty... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 pagini
...in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it. — Mark but my fall, and that which ruined me ! Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition...can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by "t ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee, — Corruption wins not more than... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 pagini
...out of hi« wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe, one, though thy master miss'd it Mark but my full, horities are up, Veither supreme, how soon confusion...the gap of both, and take The one by the other. Com ¡mage of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 556 pagini
...though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, Sing 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 : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 476 pagini
...tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let 's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell : And....can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
| Alfred G. Havet - 1853 - 446 pagini
...trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way oat of bis wreck to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy...ambition ; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then (Tho* th' image of his Maker) hope to win by Ч ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate... | |
| 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,...man then, The image of his maker, hope to win by't? 9 Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 pagini
...miss'd it Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. '!) The chancellor is the guardian of orphans. fluous. halt Ihee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace. To silence... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 pagini
...though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, iling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can...by't? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hatcthee, Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry eentle peace, To silence... | |
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