 | 1850 - 686 страници
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 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 страници
...that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my hi'rh blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left...glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours. There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William S. Chase - 1850 - 310 страници
...fallen courtier : — Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness f * * ' * * * * I have ventured This many summers in a sea of glory ; But, far beyond...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. ****** O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on prince's favors ! * * When he falls, he falls,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 страници
...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...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 0, how... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 страници
...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...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 страници
...that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth: my hrgh-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left...glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 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...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me ; Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye I I feel my heart new open'd. O how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 556 страници
...to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 страници
...DEGREE. 19 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...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1930 - 428 страници
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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... 
