 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pàgines
...O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and...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 - 1836 - 588 pàgines
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 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, amazedty. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. that his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pàgines
...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...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — ¡ Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Croin. 1 have no power to speak, sir. Wol.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. 22— iii. 2. 40 The wretchedness of human dependence. O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. d 25 — iii. 2. 41 Prayers denied, often profitable. We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 564 pàgines
...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...women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Never to hope again.— _—... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pàgines
...Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. 22— iii. 2. 40 The wretchedness of human dependence. O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. } 25 — iii. 2. 41 Prayers denied, often profitable. We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pàgines
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 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 ? Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. that his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pàgines
...hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. 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.— [Exeunt all but WOLSET. Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 548 pàgines
...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye! I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'...And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to rise again ! The story of the ambition and greatness of Wolsey is a splendid and rare story ; but what... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 pàgines
...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... | |
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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, Never... 
