 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 572 pàgines
...rife in .A fure, and fife one, though thy Mailer mift it. Mark but my Fall, and that that ruin'd me: Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away Ambition, By that Sin fell the Angels j how can Man then The Image of his Maker, hope to win it? Love thy felf laft, cheriih thofe... | |
 | Joseph Grove - 1748 - 474 pàgines
...rife in : A fure and fafe one, tho' thy Mailer mifs'd it. Mark but my Fall, and that which ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away Ambition, By that Sin fell the Angels ; how can Man then (The Image of his Maker) hope to win it ? Love thy felf laft, cherilh thofe... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 pàgines
...; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. 710 Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 pàgines
...rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 pàgines
...rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last: cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 pàgines
...rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last : cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 pàgines
...rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by'tt Love thyself last: cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 pàgines
...rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last: cherish those... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 pàgines
...rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't \ Love thyself last : " cherish... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...in-; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me : Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then. (The image of his maker) hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish... | |
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Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st... 
