 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 370 str.
...ever hide me. Vain pomp, arjd glory of this world, I hate ye 5 I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 str.
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 str.
...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'...There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 str.
...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'...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 str.
...fpr ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my hearth new open'd. Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile he would aspire tOj That sweet aspect of princes , and his ruin , More pangs and fears than war or... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 str.
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 str.
...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'...There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,1 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he... | |
 | William Enfield - 1805 - 456 str.
...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 hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and his ruin, MortPffengs and fears than war... | |
 | 1806 - 408 str.
...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'...There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And, when he falls,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 str.
...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'...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... | |
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... 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. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my... 
