...Wolsey recognizes the insubstantiability of temporal glory, the deep dangers of all mortal adventure : I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim...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. (HI. ii....

...Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing. [Troilus and Cressida I ii 310] / have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders This...broke under me, And now has left me, Weary and old to the mercy, Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me The surprising under achiever Th' expectancy...

...be a sole self, a sense that is wonderfully depicted in his earlier soliloquy: I have ventur'd, Like wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers...with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. (lines 358—64) That these lines may be by Fletcher rather than Shakespeare only...

...myself now: See note to 2.2.26. 452. dignities: high official positions 153 Henry VIII ACT 3. sc. 2 His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then...glory, But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride 430 At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude...

...farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man. Today he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes; tomorrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours...depth; my high-blown pride At length broke under me [. . .] Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye! (III, 2, 352-363, 366) 56 You have done a brave...