 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - Страниц: 572
...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.... | |
 | 1795 - Страниц: 432
...— — 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 - Страниц: 676
...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 wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. "Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - Страниц: 382
...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 wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedfy. Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - Страниц: 370
...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 or women have , And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amaxeJly. Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Страниц: 426
...my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet...ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly, Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - Страниц: 548
...feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet...ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - Страниц: 80
...my heart new open'd : 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 our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - Страниц: 408
...my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet...ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - Страниц: 434
...my heart new open'd : 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,1 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... | |
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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 to hope again. 
