| Robert Chambers - 1849 - 710 sider
...wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours 1 There is, betwixt that smile we would a*pire mother's dressing ; but they after search saying they...tha't your mother's nose stnndeth somewhat awry!' — Htnry vm. [Falitufs Cowardice awl Borutiny."] [Talst-iff. who Is represented aa ft monster of fat.... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 sider
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye< I feel my heart new open'd. O, contempt of learning, mocked and deluded all this...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 - 1850 - 588 sider
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, Tha't...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. that his... | |
| Truman Rickard, Hiram Orcutt - 1850 - 130 sider
...princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, 25 The sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...hope again. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear 30 In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let 's... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 sider
...that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, Th:1t sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs...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 - 1851 - 408 sider
...must forever 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;... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 578 sider
...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.— The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal.... | |
| 1851 - 496 sider
...for every hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart now opened : 0, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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... | |
| John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 sider
...ye : I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...hope again ! — Cromwell, I did not think to shed a ter-r In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the wouiau Let... | |
| English history - 1851 - 706 sider
...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'...fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, ho falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaiedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ?... | |
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