 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 pàgines
...sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, S»y, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And...how can man then, The image of his Maker hope to win by't? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hatethee, Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 564 pàgines
...cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of,—say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey,—that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee f Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 560 pàgines
...rise in ; A safe and sure one, though thy master missed it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruined me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ;...image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself least ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty: Still in thy right-hand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 320 pàgines
...Say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor, — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate Corruption wins not more than honesty : Still... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 644 pàgines
...tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell : And,...can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 350 pàgines
...Say, Wolsey,— that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor, — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 634 pàgines
...his wreck, to rise in ; • — make USE now,] ie Make interest now: "use" and utanee were the old A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it....can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | 1843 - 372 pàgines
...cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of,—say, I taught thee : Say, Wolsey,—that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee, Corruption wins not more than honesty;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 494 pàgines
...sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A snre and safe one , though thy master miss'd it. Mark but...man, then, The image of his Maker , hope to win by ' t ',' Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 pàgines
...to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. 2. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition...thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee. Corruptions wins not more than lumesty ! Still in thy right hand, carry gentle peace, To silence envious... | |
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And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ;... 
