 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 páginas
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — ¡ Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Croin. 1 have no power to speak, sir. Wol.... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened : 0, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...and their ruin, More pangs and fears, than wars or woman have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. LESSON IV. THE KING IN... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 páginas
...me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and tears than wars or women ha«; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 páginas
...me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! ....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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 páginas
...with injustice ia corrupted. 22— iii. 2. 40 The wretchedness of human dependence. O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.} 25 — iii. 2. 41 Prayers denied, often profitable. We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 566 páginas
...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...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Never to hope again.— _—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 páginas
...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. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. that his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 páginas
...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 WOLSET. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 560 páginas
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye! I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There...And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to rise again ! The story of the ambition and greatness of Wolsey is a splendid and rare story ; but what... | |
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