 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 608 trang
...that hangs on Princes Favours? Ther* There is betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That Tweet Afpeft of Princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than...Wars or Women have : And when he falls, he falls like Lucifert ftever to hope again. Enter Cromwell (landing amaxj^ Why, how now Cromwell? Crom. I have no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 572 trang
...Favours ? There King Henry VIII. ï/77 There is betwixt that fmile we would alpire toi That fweet Aiped of Princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than Wars or Women have: And when he falls, he fills like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell jlanding атлх}Д. Why, how now Cromwell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 676 trang
...mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that...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... | |
 | 1795 - 432 trang
...— — How wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women havt£' And when he falls he falls like Lucifer,' •":• Neyer to hojie again. •> ' 3rl '-' . Henry... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 676 trang
...that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. "Why, how now, Cromwell ? CROM. I have no power... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 trang
...mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...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 trang
...mercy Or" a rude Itream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 370 trang
...mercy Of a rude ftream, that mult for ever hide me. Vain pomp, arjd glory of this world, I hate ye 5 I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | George Alexander Cooke - 1802 - 304 trang
...mint for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of the world, I hate ye ! 1 feel my heart new-op'd. O hmv wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes favours....There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That swrtt aspect of princes, and their ruin, J1'ire panl;s ami fears than wars or women have ; And when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 trang
...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly, Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power... | |
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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... 
