 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 páginas
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,2 More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he 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, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 páginas
...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 to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 páginas
...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 to hope again,— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Crolnwell p Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 páginas
...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 to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL amazcdly, Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1814 - 240 páginas
...that hangs on princes' favours ? There is, betwixt that smile lie would fl^pire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than...war or women have ; And when he falls he falls like Lucifei^ Never to rise again — [Enter CROMWELL.] Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have not power... | |
 | William Scott - 1814 - 424 páginas
...that hangs on princes' favors I ;; There is, betwixt that smile he would aspire to, J'iiiit, sweet regard of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have .; Aud when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. '[Enter Cromwell. "Why, how now,... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 páginas
...princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, The tweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have,...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cardinal Wohey'i Speech to Cromwell. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ;... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 páginas
...poor man that hangs on princes' favors 1 . There is, betwixt that smile he would aapire to, That sweet regard of princes and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have; And whea he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. \_Enter Cromwell^ Why, how no* Cromwell... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 páginas
...would aspire to, . * That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war and women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again!"— There is in this passage, as well as in the wellknown dialogue with Cromwell which follows, something... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 324 páginas
...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 to hope again.— Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'dw At my misfortunes... | |
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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... 
