 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 Seiten
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 Seiten
...and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Howitt - 1840 - 548 Seiten
...broke under me; and now has led 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 opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 Seiten
...| and now 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 O'pen'd : | O how wretched Is that poor man | that hangs on prin'ces' favours ! | There is,* betwixt that smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 320 Seiten
...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. 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' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 644 Seiten
...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. 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 we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 634 Seiten
...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. 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 we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 350 Seiten
...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. 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' favors ! There is, betwixt that smile we would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 Seiten
...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. 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 we... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 Seiten
...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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, hetwixt that smile... | |
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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. 
