 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 str.
...tinder me ; 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 ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 1803 - 250 str.
...But far Beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that mull forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate you \—Idem. SINCE by your greatnefs,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 str.
...But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, "Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream,...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on prince*' favours ! There is betwixt that fmile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 str.
...me ; 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 ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 str.
...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. 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 is, betwixt that smile we would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 str.
...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. 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 is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 str.
...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. 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 is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Enfield - 1805 - 456 str.
...pride < At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with fervice, to the mercy i' ' Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, 1 hate yel ' i I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched 1 • • Is that poor man that... | |
 | 1806 - 330 str.
...under me ; and now has left me Weary, and old with service, to the misery Of a rude stream, which must for ever 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 is, betwixt that smile which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 str.
...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. 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 is, betwixt that smile we... | |
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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. 
