 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 480 str.
...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;...— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ? can thy fpirit wonder,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 676 str.
...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..."Why, how now, Cromwell ? CROM. I have no power to fpeak, fir. WOL. What, amazed At my misfortunes ? can thy fpirit wonder, A great man mould decline... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - 382 str.
...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...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedfy. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wai. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 370 str.
...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...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amaxeJly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, fir. Wd. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 str.
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,1 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 str.
...and now has left me. Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate...— Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder.... | |
 | 1806 - 408 str.
...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'...would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 str.
...princes' favours There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to That sweet aspect of princes, and our rue too. [Exeunt SCENE III. Enter, in conquest, with dmm and colours, Edmund} Crotn. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder, A... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 380 str.
...that swim on bladders, 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,...to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, 7 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; 5 This is the state of man; To-Jay he puts forth The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 476 str.
...I hale ve ; I feel my heart new open'd : O , how wretched Is that poor man , that hangs on Prince*' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire...their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women Jiavcj And when he falls, he falll like Lucifer, Jxevcr to Lope again. — Enter CROMWELL, am.ai.edly.... | |
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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... 
