 | Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 páginas
...I feel my heart new opened. 2 Oh, how wretched i.. Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, „...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 páginas
...hate ye< I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! agged notions and babblements, while they expected...knowledge ; till poverty or youthful years call them Henry rill. [Pallia f > Cowardice and Boatti'ng.'] [Falstaff, who IN represented as a monster of fat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 páginas
...must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed At my misfortunes ? Can thy spirit wonder, A great man should decline ? Nay, an you weep, I... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 páginas
...must forever 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 ! — Cromwell, I did not think to shed a ter-r In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 páginas
...hate ye: I 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...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;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 578 páginas
...hate ye: I 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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal.... | |
 | 1851 - 496 páginas
...ye : I feel my heart now opened : 0, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. THE SEVEN AGES OF MAN. ALL the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 páginas
...ye ; * feel my heart new oprn'd : O, how wretched s that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! st of the Volscian camp before Rome. The Guard at...guard like men; 'tis well: Bui, by your leave, I am an ;' CVom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol What, amaz'd \t my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 576 páginas
...ye ; I 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...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CBOMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What, amazed... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 páginas
...ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. of jjttan. Why then, you princes, "Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works ; And call them shames,... | |
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But far beyond ray 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 ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new... 
