 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 608 페이지
...W.olfey; therS 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:...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell (landing amaxZdt Why, how how Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wei. Whar,... | |
 | Thomas Hayward - 1737 - 334 페이지
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to,. That fweet afpeeT: of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 페이지
...Service, to the Mercy Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate yc ; I feel my Heart new-open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor Man, that hangs on Princes Favours ! There is, betwixt that Smile which we afpire to, That fweet Regard of Princes, and our Ruin, More Pangs and Fears than War and Women... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 606 페이지
...afpire to, That fweet Regard of Princes, and our Ruin, More Pangs and Fears than War and Women know ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, Jlanding amazed. Why, how now, Cromwell! Crom. I have no Power to fpeak, Sir. Wolf.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 428 페이지
...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft-of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have.; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, ftanding amax'd. Why, how now, Cromwell? Cram. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Woh,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 522 페이지
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 420 페이지
...for ever hide me. . , Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ;. I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to,; That fweet afpedl of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 426 페이지
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opeti'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours .' There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afped of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 424 페이지
...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, funding amaz'd, Why how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wai. What... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 464 페이지
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hateye; I feerrny heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpedt of princes, and our ruin,' More pangs and fears than wars... | |
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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 our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... 
