 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pàgines
...that swim on bladders, These 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...this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opened : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! . There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 pàgines
...oo bladder», This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my d^pth : mv high-blown prióV ghty for thy nlace and sway,— And thou most reverend...ii-oerahle Nestor, hutch'd in silver, .' ..iM v\rth : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 1838 - 332 pàgines
...These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length Drake under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with...for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, 1 I feel my heart new open'd : O, how , I hate ye! , how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 564 pàgines
...good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening,—nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pàgines
...Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more. 25 — iii. 2. 19 I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet... | |
 | Catharine Harbeson Waterman - 1839 - 284 pàgines
...greene, May grow to be Not so much call'da tree, As the eternal monument of me. HERRICK. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. SHAKSPEAM. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels; how can man then,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pàgines
...ventured, Like^ little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But ftr beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke...glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pàgines
...full surely His greatness is a ripening,—nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pàgines
...surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 pàgines
...that swim on bladders, These 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,...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ! I feel my heart new open'd : Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on... | |
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Like little wanton boys 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 me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for... 
