 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pages
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn, I have no power to speak, air. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 494 pages
...me. Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ye : If 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! Crom. I have no power to speak , Sir. Wol. What!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pages
...heart new opened. 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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedlií. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 348 pages
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. 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. Eater CBOMWBLL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 pages
...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...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 —... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened.4 Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 pages
...opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedty. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 934 pages
...me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. -King Henry VIII. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten,... | |
 | Bits - 1847 - 88 pages
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. 0, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Shakspere. THE GOLD KING. " Sole and supreme, the Spirit-King, I reign o'er all mankind; Who rules... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 638 pages
...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' favours ! There...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,... | |
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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... 
