 | Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 страници
...he falls as I do. I have ventur'd Like little wanton Boys that fwim on Bladders, This many a Summer in a Sea of Glory, But far beyond my Depth. My high-blown...with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that muft for ever hide me. Shtk. Hot. > . Upon the flipp'ry Tops of human State, Thegilded Pinacles of... | |
 | Gentleman - 1744 - 488 страници
...falls as I do. I have ventur'd (Like little wanton Boys, that fwim on Bladders) This many a Summer in a Sea of Glory, But far beyond my Depth : My high-blown...with Service, to the Mercy Of a Rude Stream, that muft for ever hide me. • The moft plaufible Pretences for Thoughts of Pride, are Learning, Nobility,... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785 - 156 страници
...Root ; And then falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton Boys that fwim on Bladders, Thefe many Summers, in a Sea of Glory ; But far beyond my...with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate you; I feel my Heart new open'd. Oh,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 страници
...And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 6so These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 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,...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 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,...this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 страници
...root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my...this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 страници
...It is almost unnecessary to observe that prcemunire is a barbarous word used instead of prtemonere . This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond...this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 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...this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 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...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
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Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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... 
