 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 to hope again.  Histories - الصفحة 551بواسطة William Shakespeare - 1876عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 550
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...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'...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Cram. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opeu'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 462
...for ever hide me. Vain pomp, aod glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new opf.n'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 476
...must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opcn'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...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'...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 370
...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'...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... | |
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