 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 str.
...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'...again. — 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... | |
 | 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 - 1807 - 472 str.
...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opeu'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...again.— Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes? can thy spirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 str.
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world ! 1 hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd: O, 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 wars or womtu have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 str.
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world! I líate ye ; I feel my neart new open'd: ven here Edg. What, in ill thoughts again? Men must...hither : Kipeness J is all : Come on. Glo. And that our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 380 str.
...that must forever 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'...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 str.
...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'...would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,... | |
 | 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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 384 str.
...must forever 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'...betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet asp6ct of princes, and their ruin,7 More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; 5 This it the state... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 str.
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world ! 1 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, Never... | |
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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... 
