 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 494 páginas
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ye : If feel my heart new open'd. O! how wretched Is that poor man , that hangs on princes'...Lucifer , Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL , amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell! Crom. I have no power to speak , Sir. Wol. What! amas'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 páginas
...heart new opened. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, hetwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedlií. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 348 páginas
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Eater CBOMWBLL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened.4 Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 páginas
...opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedty. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 934 páginas
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. -King Henry VIII. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 638 páginas
...that jirccntunirc is a barbarous word used instead of jirtemonerc. I feel my heart new open'd : 0, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | Bits - 1847 - 88 páginas
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Shakspere. THE GOLD KING. " Sole and supreme, the Spirit-King, I reign o'er all mankind; Who rules... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 páginas
...must for ever hide me. Vain. pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. 0, not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas t Nerer to hope again. Henry nil. \Falstajft Cowardice and Boeating.'] [FolstafT. who is represented... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 páginas
...Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel mv heart new open'd. O, how wretched N tliit pinching Neter to hope again. Htnr» rill. [Faittaft Cowardice and Boatting.] , who U represented as я monster... | |
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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... 
