 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, }Never to hope again.  Prolusiones poeticæ; or, A selection of poetical exercises, in Greek, Latin ... - Էջ 34Prolusiones - 1788Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Noah Webster - 1804 - 254 էջ
...that hangs on princes' favors'There is, betwixt that smile he wou'd aspire to, 1 hat sv/eet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; \ And when lie falls, IMJ falls like Lucifer, Never to raise again. [Enter Cronwft. Why, how now Cromwell ? Cram.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 էջ
...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 to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 էջ
...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL amazed!}. —Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpea!:, fir. . Wol. What,... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 էջ
...that hangs on princes' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile he would aspire tOj That sweet aspect of princes , and his ruin , More pangs and fears than war or women have j And when he falls , he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Why , how now , Cromwell ? Crorn.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 էջ
...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 to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 էջ
...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. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Enfield - 1805 - 456 էջ
...would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and his ruin, MortPffengs and fears than war or womeo have; And' when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. f Why, how now, Cromweli? . " CROM. I have no pow'r to fpeak, Sir. WOL. What! amaz'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | 1806 - 408 էջ
...princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. CARDINAL WOLSEY'S SPKECH to CROMTVELL* (SHAKESPEARE.) CRQMWELI, I did not think to shed a tear "In... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 էջ
...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. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | 1806 - 330 էջ
...aspire to, That sweet 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. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
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