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" 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,... "
The Beauties of Shakespeare: Selected from Each Play : with a General Index ... - Страница 185
по William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 385 страници
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 страници
...many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke tinder me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service,...falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly, Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare, Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 страници
...him: The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And,—when he thinks, good easy man, full-surely His greatness is a ripening,—nips his root, And...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd...

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 страници
...It is almost unnecessary to observe that pramunire is a barbarous word used instead of prccmonere. This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 9

William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 страници
...greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like liiile wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 страници
...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opeu'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 страници
...killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd,...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ...

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 страници
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, aod glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opf.n'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What,...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected ..., Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 страници
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opcn'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again,— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Crolnwell p Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 страници
...killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd....falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL amazcdly, Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1818 - 368 страници
...of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride 5 Absolute. 6 A writ incurring a penally. At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary,...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...




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