 | Catharine Harbeson Waterman - 1839 - 284 страници
...greene, May grow to be Not so much call'da tree, As the eternal monument of me. HERRICK. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. SHAKSPEAM. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels; how can man then,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 страници
...ventured, Like^ little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But ftr beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke...this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 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. O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 страници
...full 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. O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 страници
...that swim on bladders, These 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,...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ! I feel my heart new open'd : Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 560 страници
...surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls as 1 do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders. This...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 Howitt - 1840 - 548 страници
...of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has led me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a...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 Shakespeare - 1841 - 320 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...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 350 страници
...little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond ray depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 страници
...full 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...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, hetwixt that smile... | |
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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... 
