 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 pages
...how wretched Is that poor man | that hangs on prin'ces' favours ! | There is,* betwixt that smile he would aspire to, | That sweet aspect of princes, |...falls, \ he falls like Lucifer, | Never to hope again,. | WOLSEY S FAREWELL ADDRESS TO CROMWELL. (SHAKSPEARE.) Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear | In... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 pages
...how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on prince's favours ! There is betwixt that smile that we aspire to. That sweet aspect of princes, and their...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. SHAKSFKARE. £i)r -ttnvrs'j of iloani ant 7;br to Ujr Dntr. THESE are thy glorious works, Parent of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 634 pages
...that swim on bladders, 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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly9. Why, how now, Cromwell ! Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. WoL What... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 628 pages
...that swim on bladders, 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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly6. Why, how now, Cromwell ! Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 350 pages
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pages
...surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventnr'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crotn, I have no power to speak, air. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 494 pages
...mercy Of a rude stream , that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ye : If feel my heart new open'd. O! how wretched Is that...falls , he falls like Lucifer , Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL , amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell! Crom. I have no power to speak , Sir. Wol. What!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pages
...heart new opened. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, hetwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL, amazedlií. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 348 pages
...ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Eater CBOMWBLL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened.4 Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
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O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! 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 falls, he falls like Lucifer,... 
