 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 páginas
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he 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'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 páginas
...smile we would aspire to That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars conquest, with dmm and colours, Edmund} amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crotn. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 páginas
...would aspire to That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or womtu have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter t'romîïell, amaiedli/. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cr.-wi. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 páginas
...princes' favours I There is, betwixt that smile he would aspire toy That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ?... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 páginas
...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, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ?... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1809 - 202 páginas
...There is, betwixt that smiie he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes and his ruin, More pungs and fears than war or women have, And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to rise again. Enter Crom$$, Why, |-.ow now, Cromwell ? Crorn. I hive not power to speak, Sir. Wnl. What,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 páginas
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far bear me, Cromwell, And when 1 am forgotten,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 páginas
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. • I And in another place, ^ • Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell, And when 1 am... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 páginas
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 páginas
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he 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'd At my misfortunes... | |
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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 their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... 
