 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 638 Seiten
...that jirccntunirc is a barbarous word used instead of jirtemonerc. I feel my heart new open'd : 0, 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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 Seiten
...must for ever hide me. Vain. pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. 0, not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas t Nerer to hope again. Henry nil. \Falstajft Cowardice and Boeating.'] [FolstafT. who is represented... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 Seiten
...Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel mv heart new open'd. O, how wretched N tliit pinching Neter to hope again. Htnr» rill. [Faittaft Cowardice and Boatting.] , who U represented as я monster... | |
 | 1847 - 540 Seiten
...heaven of bliss ! when the heart overflows With the rapture a mother only knows ! HENRY WARS. FAVOUR. 1. There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSPEARE. 2. O momentary grace of mortal man, Which we more hunt for than the grace of God ! Who... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 Seiten
...man that hangs on princes' favours ! 120 ADDRESS OF ADAM AND EVE. There is betwixt that smile that we aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSPERE. ADDRESS OF ADAM AND EVE TO THE DEITY. THESE are Thy glorious works, Parent of good ! Almighty,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 588 Seiten
...hate ye: I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.— [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1848 - 120 Seiten
...Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, 15 That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Why, how now, Cromwell? 20 Cromwdl. — I have no power to speak, sir. Wolsty.— What, amaz'd... | |
 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 Seiten
...killing frost; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 Seiten
...wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours 1 There is, betwixt that smile we would a*pire mother's dressing ; but they after search saying they...tha't your mother's nose stnndeth somewhat awry!' — Htnry vm. [Falitufs Cowardice awl Borutiny."] [Talst-iff. who Is represented aa ft monster of fat.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 Seiten
...Like little wanton boyp, that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far hcyoml my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Henry rill. [Pallia f > Cowardice and Boatti'ng.'] [Falstaff, who IN represented as a monster of fat,... | |
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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... 
