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 to hope... The Dublin Review - Page 56edited by - 1852Full view - About this book
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...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world ! I hate ye, 1 feel my heart new opened. Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on Princes favours ! There is, betwixt that fnu'le we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and * our ruin, More pangs and fears than... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 pages
...for ever hide me. ' Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye -, I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
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...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
| William Oldys - 1740 - 326 pages
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! There is, betwixt that jjnile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our rum, More pangs and fears than war... | |
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...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world ! I hate ye, I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would aipire to, That fweet afpect of Princes, and 9 'hisx ruin, More pangs and fears than... | |
| Joseph Grove - 1748 - 474 pages
...mull: for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of the World ! I hate ye. I feel my Heart new open'd. G how wretched Is that poor Man that hangs on Princes...Favours .' ' There is, betwixt that Smile we would afpire to,That fweet Afpedl of Princes, an our Ruin, More Pangs and Fears, than War or Women have.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1752 - 434 pages
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| Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 pages
...for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate yc ; I feel my Heart new-open'd. Oh, hov/ wretched Is that poor Man, that hangs on Princes Favours ! There is, betwixt that Smile which we afpire to, That fweet Regard of Princes, and our Ruin, More Pang- and Fears than War and Women... | |
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...rnuft for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate ye ; I feel my Heart new-open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor Man that hangs on Princes Favours ! There is, betwixt that Smile which we afpire to, That fweet Regard of Princes, and our Ruin, More Pangs and Fears than War and Women... | |
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