 | George Vandenhoff - 1862 - 462 pàgines
...Found thee a way out of his wreck to rise in ; DD 9 A sure and safe one, tho' thy master miss'd it 1 Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell,...can man then, The image of his maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee 5 Still in thy right hand carry gentle... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1863 - 420 pàgines
...miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our tears : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am...image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself : cherish those hearts that wait thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand... | |
 | Samuel Martin - 1863 - 352 pàgines
...with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me." And in another scene — " When I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull...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.... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 pàgines
...Say Wolsey,—that once trode 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 - 1863 - 512 pàgines
...thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark hut my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge...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.... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 pàgines
...and sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thec, say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory,...love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thec : corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, to silence... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 612 pàgines
...when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must he heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that...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.... | |
 | esq Henry Jenkins - 1864 - 800 pàgines
...cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee ; Say, Wolaey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all...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, John William Stanhope Hows - 1864 - 498 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.... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 pàgines
...of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, — Found thee a way, out of his wrack, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master...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.... | |
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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 ;... 
