 | George Alexander Cooke - 1802 - 304 str.
...mint for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of the world, I hate ye ! 1 feel my heart new-op'd. O hmv wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes favours. There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That swrtt aspect of princes, and their ruin, J1'ire panl;s ami fears than... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1802 - 278 str.
...and old with farvice, to the mercy Vain pomp and glory of the world I hate y«m ! I feel my heart now open'd. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors I There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and his rein,... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1802 - 252 str.
...ftream, that mud forever hide me. V am pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ! I feel my heart now open'd. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that frmle he would afpire to, ' That fweet afpeét of princes, and his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 str.
...tinder 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 heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 1803 - 268 str.
...SHAKESPEAR. Vlll A NOTE of ADMIRATION, or EXCLAMATION is used upon any sudden cry, or wondering ; as, " Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes favours !" To these we may add the four following marks, •which (though not so commonly used) are necessary... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 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, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on prince*' favours ! There is betwixt that fmile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 str.
...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 heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 str.
...stream , that must 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 str.
...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 heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 str.
...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 heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
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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. 
