 | Elizabeth Robinson Montagu, Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 334 Seiten
...princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far bear me, Cromwell, And when 1 am forgotten,... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 Seiten
...aspire to, That sweet regard of princes and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war and women know ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Cromwell, 1 did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 462 Seiten
...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. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 Seiten
...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,— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Crolnwell p Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 Seiten
...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. — Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 Seiten
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,2 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? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 Seiten
...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. — Enter CROMWELL amazcdly, Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1814 - 236 Seiten
...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 women have ; And when he falls he falls like Lucifei^ Never to rise again — [Enter CROMWELL.] Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have not power... | |
 | William Scott - 1814 - 407 Seiten
...J'iiiit, sweet regard of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have .; Aud when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. '[Enter Cromwell. "Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cram. 1 have no power to sucuk, Sir. Wcl. Whatjamaz'd -At my misfortunes... | |
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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... 
