 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1769 - 300 str.
...me,. and now has left me, Weary and old with fervice, to the mercy ; • Of:a rude ftream, that muft .for ever hide me. • Vain pomp and glory of this...betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afp:6t of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have : • And when he falls,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 374 str.
...mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile he would afpire to, That fweet afpecS of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 372 str.
...i Varo pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye; ,i/eel my heart new open'J. Oh, h;w wret'clied Is I Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 304 str.
...old with fervice, to the mercy Of a, rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory.of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd....hangs on princes' favours ? There is, betwixt that fniile we would afpirc to,' That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 304 str.
...under me, and. now has left me,. Weary and old with fervice, to the mercy Qf a rude fiream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new opcn'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 480 str.
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, ' More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And, when he falls,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 424 str.
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream. that muft forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes favours I There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More... | |
 | Mrs. Griffith (Elizabeth), Elizabeth Griffith - 1775 - 626 str.
...under me, and now has left me, Wear)' and old with fen'ice, to the mercy Of a rude flream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye J feel my heart new opened — Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours !... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 str.
...under me ; and now h:is left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world,...new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hnngs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finite we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of... | |
 | Joseph Townsend - 1781 - 342 str.
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that mult for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on prince's favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
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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. 
