 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 páginas
...muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the worM, 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 (mile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 páginas
...divert his grain, Tortive and errant from his courfe of growth. Troilus and Crejfida, A. i, S. .3. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! . There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 páginas
...These 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...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspeft of princes, and our ruin, 630... | |
 | Prolusiones - 1788 - 210 páginas
...fubmergor gurgite vafto. Odi te, fplendor, te vanaque gloria mundi ! I feel my heart new opened. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpe£t of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears, than war... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 páginas
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye! I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretch«4 Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet regard of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 614 páginas
...under me; and now has left me, Weary, and old withfervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart newopen'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1791 - 724 páginas
...under me ; and now has left 'me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ^ 1 feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours f There... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 676 páginas
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and their ruin,9 More pangs and fears than... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 páginas
...under me, and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude fheam, that mufl for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this 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 fmile he... | |
 | John Borthwick Gilchrist - 1796 - 360 páginas
...under me, and now has left ice, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that rnuft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye, I feel my;heart new opened: O, how wretched4 Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! There is, betwixt... | |
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Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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... 
