 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 էջ
...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 open'd : 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 էջ
...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 open'd : 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 էջ
...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 open'd : 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... | |
 | 1806 - 330 էջ
...misery Of a rude stream, which 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' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile which w£ aspire to, That sweet regard of princes and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 էջ
...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 open'd : 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... | |
 | 1806 - 408 էջ
...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 smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 էջ
...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world ! 1 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 sweet aspect of princes, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 էջ
...stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world! I líate ye ; I feel my neart an may rot even here Edg. What, in ill thoughts again? Men must princes' favours There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to That sweet aspect of princes, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 420 էջ
...mercy Of a rude stream, that 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' favours! There is, hetwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 էջ
...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 open'd : 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... | |
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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 open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes... 
