 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 pągines
...ye : I feel my heart new opened. Oh, 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 ! — Cromwell, I did not think to shed a ter-r In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 576 pągines
...TTis greatness is a ripening,— nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, 1/ike little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CBOMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 pągines
...must 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'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. of jjttan. Why then, you princes, "Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works ; And call them shames,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 pągines
...me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; * feel my heart new oprn'd : O, how wretched s aste them on. [Exe. SCENE II. — An advanced post...guard like men; 'tis well: Bui, by your leave, I — Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ;' CVom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol What,... | |
 | Midland-metropolitan magazine - 1852 - 676 pągines
...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! (There is, betwixt that smile we should aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes and their...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again." And further on, " I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still... | |
 | C. Gough - 1853 - 428 pągines
...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. * Dooming to ruin. HINTS TO LADIES. IF you dance well, dance but seldom. If you dance ill, never dance... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 478 pągines
...; 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 hate...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 - 1853 - 420 pągines
...and now hast 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 hate...women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, N*ver to hope again. CARDINAL WOLSEY'S SPEECH TO CROMWELL. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 pągines
...than we do minister To our gross selves t 5 — ii. 2. 46. The wretchedness of human dependence. 0 how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. 25 — iii. 2. 47. The proffered means of Heaven to be embraced. The means, that heaven yields, must... | |
 | 1853 - 796 pągines
...life, the follies engendered by too great prosperity. " 0, liow wretched Is that poor man that bangs on princes' favours ; There is, betwixt that smile...falls, he falls like Lucifer— Never to hope again." Perhaps from a not unnatural reaction, we find the third Earl of Essex the avowed enemy of courts and... | |
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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,... 
