 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 368 Seiten
...of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride 5 Absolute. 6 A writ incurring a penally. At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary,...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 - 1818 - 324 Seiten
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new opep'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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, amaz'dw... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 Seiten
...glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left mo, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude...fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he lalle like Lucifer, . Never to hope again. — Enter CHOMWEI.I., antazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 542 Seiten
...hide me Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ve : I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched I' that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer Never to hope again. — " • As the Pope's legate. Enter CRoMWELL, amazed ly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 320 Seiten
...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; ! feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Vever to hope again.— [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL amazedly. \\'hy, how now, Cromwell ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 444 Seiten
...feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ' There 1s betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, anuuecUy. • Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 Seiten
...full surely His greatness is a ripening,—nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...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;... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 Seiten
...feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Follow I must, I cannot go before, While Gloster bears this base and humble mind. Were I a man, a duke,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 Seiten
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new operi'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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 - 1824 - 358 Seiten
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opeii'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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,... | |
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But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the 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... 
