 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 lehte
...that hangs on prince*' favours ! There is betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter CROMWELL amazed!}. —Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpea!:, fir. . Wol. What, amaz'd At... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 lehte
...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...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 - 1805 - 434 lehte
...favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,1 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And...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 - 1806 - 510 lehte
...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...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 lehte
...stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world! I líate ye ; I feel my neart an may rot even here Edg. What, in ill thoughts again?...Enter, in conquest, with dmm and colours, Edmund} amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crotn. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 lehte
...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world ! 1 hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched...princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or womtu have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter t'romîïell, amaiedli/.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 lehte
...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;...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 lehte
...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...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 lehte
...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...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 - 464 lehte
...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...Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What, amaz'd 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... 
