 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 384 str.
...— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ;5 By that sin fell the angels,6 how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't? Love... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 434 str.
...rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruiu'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 476 str.
...rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master m.ss d .t. Mark but my fall , and that that rain d me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by t? love thyself lut: cherish Apse heart, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 420 str.
...thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark hut my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away amhition ;s By that sin fell the angels,6 how can man then, The image of his Muker, hope to win hy... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 str.
...wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me ; Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition, By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 str.
...wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me ; • , Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition, By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 str.
...honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master iniss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell,...fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 str.
...honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell,...fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 str.
...honour,-— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell,...fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then. The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 str.
...out oí his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy mauler miss'd it. Mark but my tall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then. The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts... | |
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Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou... 
