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...afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and our rum, More pangs and fears than war or women have i And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Shake/pear\ Henry VIII,. i . Who would depend upon the popular air, Or voice of men, that have to day...

...Princet' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeA of Princes, and hie ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have : And when he falls, be falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, fiunding amattiL Why, how now, Cromwell...

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...hangs on princes' favours ! ; • There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afp:6t of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than...he falls like Lucifer, • « Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And when I am forgotten,...

...wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ? There is, betwixt that fniile we would afpirc to,' That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell And when I am forgotten, as...