 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 pàgines
...under me ; 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 ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 pàgines
...under me ; 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 ye; I feel my heart new opcn'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 pàgines
...Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, aod glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opf.n'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 pàgines
...under me ; 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 ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 490 pàgines
...under me ; and now has Irll me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rnde stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and 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 smile we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 500 pàgines
...under me ; 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 ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | 1816 - 782 pàgines
...glory ; But far beyond my depth: my high-blown prid< At length broke under me, and now has left m«j Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever h'ide me. SboM •HIGH-BORN. Of noble extraction. — Caft round your eyes Upon the high-horn beauties of the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 324 pàgines
...under me ; 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 ye ; 1 feel my heart new opep'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 pàgines
...under me ; and now has left mo, 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 ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 pàgines
...old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd. Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet regard of princes,... | |
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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 ever hide me. 
