 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 416 pages
...far beyond my depth : my high-Mourn 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. HI'GH-BORN. Of noble extraction. Cast round your eyes Upon the high-lam beauties... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pages
...far bevond 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 hidf me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ve ; I feel my heart new ¿pen'd : O,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 pages
...now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to Ine mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hiae 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 is betwixt that... | |
 | United States. Congress. House. Post Office and Civil Service - 1973 - 46 pages
..."Had I served my God with half the zeal I served my King, he would not in mine old age have left me to the mercy of a rude stream that must forever hide me." I believe Cardinal Wolsey's comments and thinking has some relevance to us today. Gentlemen, the fate... | |
 | 1989 - 370 pages
...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. (William Shakespeare) 7. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun. (Robert Herrick) 8.... | |
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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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I... 
