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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... "
The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: To which are Added His ... - 240. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1821
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Mr. William Shakespeare: King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; Coriolanus

William Shakespeare - 1767
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The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: King Richard III ; King ...

William Shakespeare - 1773
...princes' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, ' More pangs and fears than wars or women have;...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wol. What,...

A Concordance to Shakespeare: Suited to All the Editions, in which the ...

Andrew Becket - 1787 - 470 oldal
...favours ! . There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer ; Never to hope again. Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 2. I will defpair, and be at enmity With cozening hope : he is a flatterer, A...

Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, 2. kötet

William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790
...princes' favours There js, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.—— Enter Cnnnvell, amaxAdly* Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crun. I have no power to fpeak, fir. 30 Wil. What,...

A Grammar, of the Hindoostanee Language,: Or Part Third of Volume ..., 2. kötet

John Borthwick Gilchrist - 1796 - 336 oldal
...favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afp ire to, ' That fweet alp с ¿I of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again— Khcoiha a,e omdugee le ruhee.0. Yihee infan kee halut hy, je.og durukht aj moola,em patoif ommed ke...

Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, 4. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1797
...that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. "Why, how now, Cromwell ? CROM. I have no power to fpeak, fir. WOL. What,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: King Richard III. King Henry VIII ...

William Shakespeare - 1799
...that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedfy. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wai. What,...

The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....

William Shakespeare - 1800
...that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amaxeJly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wd. What,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., 7. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1803
...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 ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare, 6. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1804
...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? Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd...




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