 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 562 страници
...• There is betwixt that fmile we would afpire te£ That fweet Afpeft of Princes, and rheir ruir, More pangs and fears than Wars or Women have: And...he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell ftanding amAzld. Why, how now Cram-well ? Crom. I have no power to ipeak, Sir. WoL What, armz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 480 страници
...princes' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, ' More pangs and fears than wars or women have;...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wol. What, amaz'd... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 страници
...favours ! . There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer ; Never to hope again. Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 2. I will defpair, and be at enmity With cozening hope : he is a flatterer, A... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 страници
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspeft of princes, and our ruin, 630... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 страници
...princes' favours There js, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.—— Enter Cnnnvell, amaxAdly* Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crun. I have no power to fpeak, fir. 30 Wil. What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 676 страници
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and their ruin,9 More pangs and fears than... | |
 | John Borthwick Gilchrist - 1796 - 360 страници
...favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afp ire to, ' That fweet alp с ¿I of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again— Khcoiha a,e omdugee le ruhee.0. Yihee infan kee halut hy, je.og durukht aj moola,em patoif ommed ke... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 676 страници
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and their ruin, More... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 страници
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with lirvice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - 382 страници
...me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Or" a rude Itream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than... | |
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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, Never... 
