 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 500 sidor
...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Robinson Montagu - 1813 - 354 sidor
...described, as roj'al power was not belonging to that court ; nor is there set forth the wretchedness " of That poor man that hangs on princes favours ; There is, betwixt that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes and his ruin, More pangs and fears than wars and women... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 520 sidor
...must for ever hide me. Vam pomp, and glory of this world, 1 hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspecl of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and tears thau wars or women hare ; And when he falls,... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1814 - 240 sidor
...that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ! I feel my heart now open'd. Oh ! how wretched Is that poor man 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 sidor
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new open'd : O how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 sidor
...must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, 1 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 he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangi and fears than war and women... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 sidor
...must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the 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 betwiit that smile he would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangi and fears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 sidor
...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 sidor
...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, and his min, Mors pangs and fears than war or women... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 526 sidor
...which is countenanced by the following passage in AW's Commendation of Gascoigne and his Poesies : 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... | |
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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. 
