 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 Seiten
...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell. Why how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What! amazed at my misfortunes? Can... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 646 Seiten
...to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* Alore pangs and fears than ware or women have ; 9 :C)2;U0 =/=0= ? ? ? >8> =u?|:7> ?<63< > >d7 ;N amastdly. Why, how nuw, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, air, Wol. What, amu'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 588 Seiten
...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. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedty. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. that his body shall remain... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 Seiten
...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. — ¡ Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Croin. 1 have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, omaz'd At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 Seiten
...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and tears than wars or women ha«; ng fortune. Ulyss. AgameimiOD, — Thou great commander, amazed/y. Why. how now. Cromwfl! Crom. \ have no power to speak, sir, Wol. Wliat, amu'i At my misfortunes?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 Seiten
...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. d 25 — iii. 2. 41 Prayers denied, often profitable. We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 Seiten
...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears, than wars or woman have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. LESSON IV. THE KING IN HAMLET. Oh, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven ! It hath the primal, eldest... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 Seiten
...to, • That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he -falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. * ° . •.: • ';stij i Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast... | |
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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... 
