 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 614 sidor
...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 - 1793 - 676 sidor
...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 ; I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile... | |
 | 1795 - 432 sidor
...shapes with Proteus, for advantages. SllAKESPEAlt. Third part K. Ifenry VI. Act iii. - - • — — How wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes favours ! There is betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 sidor
...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... | |
 | John Borthwick Gilchrist - 1796 - 360 sidor
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 676 sidor
...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 ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 sidor
...has left me, Weary, and old with lirvice, 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 new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - 382 sidor
...has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Or" a rude Itream, that muft 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 370 sidor
...for ever hide me. Vain pomp, arjd glory of this world, I hate ye 5 I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | George Alexander Cooke - 1802 - 304 sidor
...mint for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of the world, I hate ye ! 1 feel my heart new-op'd. O hmv wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes favours....There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That swrtt aspect of princes, and their ruin, J1'ire panl;s ami fears than wars or women have ; And when... | |
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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. 
