 | 1847 - 540 pàgines
...heaven of bliss ! when the heart overflows With the rapture a mother only knows ! HENRY WARS. FAVOUR. 1. There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSPEARE. 2. O momentary grace of mortal man, Which we more hunt for than the grace of God ! Who... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 pàgines
...man that hangs on princes' favours ! 120 ADDRESS OF ADAM AND EVE. There is betwixt that smile that we aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSPERE. ADDRESS OF ADAM AND EVE TO THE DEITY. THESE are Thy glorious works, Parent of good ! Almighty,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 588 pàgines
...hate ye: I feel my heart new opened. 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.— [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1848 - 120 pàgines
...Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, 15 That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Why, how now, Cromwell? 20 Cromwdl. — I have no power to speak, sir. Wolsty.— What, amaz'd... | |
 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 pàgines
...surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, 'Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 pàgines
...wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours 1 There is, betwixt that smile we would a*pire mother's dressing ; but they after search saying they...tha't your mother's nose stnndeth somewhat awry!' — Htnry vm. [Falitufs Cowardice awl Borutiny."] [Talst-iff. who Is represented aa ft monster of fat.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 pàgines
...Like little wanton boyp, that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far hcyoml my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Henry rill. [Pallia f > Cowardice and Boatti'ng.'] [Falstaff, who IN represented as a monster of fat,... | |
 | Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 pàgines
...t Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. 2 Oh, how wretched i.. 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 Shakespeare - 1850 - 588 pàgines
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, Tha't...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. that his... | |
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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,... 
