 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 434 str.
...length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my neart new open'd. Oh, how wretched It that pooor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 606 str.
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, arjd old with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that rnuft 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 Favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 428 str.
...me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain p^mp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! (16) Caftles, and ivkarfiever,] 1 have ventured to fubftitute Ckaltfh here, as the Author's genuine... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 304 str.
...length broke under me, and. now has left me,. Weary and old with fervice, to the mercy Qf a rude fiream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new opcn'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 424 str.
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream. that muft forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes favours I There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More... | |
 | Mrs. Griffith (Elizabeth), Elizabeth Griffith - 1775 - 626 str.
...length broke under me, and now has left me, Wear)' and old with fen'ice, to the mercy Of a rude flream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye J feel my heart new opened — Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours !... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 str.
...broke under me ; and now h:is left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of...new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hnngs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finite we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of... | |
 | Joseph Townsend - 1781 - 342 str.
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that mult for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on prince's favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 524 str.
...broke under me; and now has left me,.. Weary, and old with Cervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever Hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of...this world, I hate ye ; * I feel my heart new open'd : C), how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile... | |
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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 for ever hide me. 
