 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 384 pages
...must forever hide 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 is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet asp6ct of princes, and their ruin,7 More pangs and fears than... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 pages
...must for ever hide 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 is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 380 pages
...must forever hide 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 is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, 7 More pangs and fears than... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 420 pages
...must forever hide 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 is, hetwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,7 More pangs and... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 pages
...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! J feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that smile he would aspire toy That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1809 - 202 pages
...stream that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ; I feel my heart now opened. Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smiie he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes and his ruin,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 pages
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world ! 1 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 we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 pages
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world ! 1 hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new open'd. Oh, 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 our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 pages
...must for ever hide 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 is, betwixt that smile which we aspire to, That sweet regard of princes and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 pages
...for ever hide me. Vain pomp, aod glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opf.n'd : 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... | |
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This many summers in a sea of glory ; 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. 
