 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,...  A physician's tale - Стр. 320авторы: Heberden Milford - 1854Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - Страниц: 636
...! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, 2 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he fails, he falls like Lucifer, Never to .hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - Страниц: 358
...for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opeii'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - Страниц: 428
...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 poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. CARDINAL WOLSEY'S SPEECH TO CROMWELL. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries;... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - Страниц: 676
...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 poor man that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Follow I must, I cannot go before, While Gloster bears this base and humble mind. Were I a man, a duke,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - Страниц: 512
...for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new operi'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - Страниц: 512
...me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; [ feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched t« that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Sever to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaitdly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - Страниц: 444
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - Страниц: 530
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, L. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. (L.) I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - Страниц: 648
...favours ! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, Q More pangs and fears than wars or women have : And...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - Страниц: 484
...! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin 33, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again 33. — 31 Thus in Shakspeare's twenty-fifth Sonnet : — ' Great princes' favourites their fair leaves... | |
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