 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 pàgines
...ftream, that muft 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 favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin,... | |
 | William Oldys - 1740 - 326 pàgines
...flream, that muft 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 favours ! There is, betwixt that jjnile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our rum,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 434 pàgines
...dream, that muft 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' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 508 pàgines
...ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world ! I hate ye, I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would aipire to, That fweet afpect of Princes, and 9 'hisx... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 428 pàgines
...ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain p^mp 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' favours ! (16) Caftles, and ivkarfiever,] 1 have ventured to fubftitute Ckaltfh here, as the Author's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 522 pàgines
...ftream, that muft 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' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 420 pàgines
...ftream, that mud 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 favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1769 - 300 pàgines
...that muft .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' favours ! ; • There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afp:6t of princes, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 374 pàgines
...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 poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile he would afpire to, That fweet afpecS of princes, and his ruin,... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1772 - 304 pàgines
...ftream, that muft 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' favours ? There is, betwixt that fniile we would afpirc to,' That fweet afpeft of princes, and our... | |
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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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world,... 
