 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 էջ
...willow grows aslant a brook That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream. Shakspere. ASPIEATIONS. 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. Shakspere. Hence springs that universal strong... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1853 - 716 էջ
...feel my heart new open'd. 0, how wretched Ii that poor man that hangs on princes' favours I There u, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, Vote pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Nner to hope... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1854 - 622 էջ
...mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favors' There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1854 - 894 էջ
...the 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 lianas on princes favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 100 էջ
...this was the correct Latin idiom, when the expression was cited against him as a proof of arrogance. 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... | |
 | 1855 - 804 էջ
...world, I hule ve ! I (eel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on Princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet nspecl of Princes, and their ruin"; More pangs and fears than wars or women have, And, when he falls,... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 էջ
...world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretehed Is that poor man that hangs on prinees' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspeet of prinees, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ¡ And when lie falta,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 380 էջ
...the mercy Of a rude stream, that must lor 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... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 էջ
...! I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened. 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 —... | |
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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... 
