...ventur"d, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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 Irll me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rnde stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain...

...ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth; my high-blown pride At length...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rnde stream, that must for ever hide me. Vam pomp, and glory of this world,...

...that swim on bladders, These 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." HEN. vni. Act 3, Sc. 2. * Malmsb.—Henry...

...glory ; But far beyond my depth: my high-blown prid< At length broke under me, and now has left m«j Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever h'ide me. SboM •HIGH-BORN. Of noble extraction. — Caft round your eyes Upon the high-horn beauties of the...

...ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory ; Hut far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length...under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rade stream that must for ever hide me." In fiction we do not know a more...

...ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length...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 the world,...

...ventured, /Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, /This many summers in a sea of glory; /But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride /At length...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. (William Shakespeare) 7. The glorious...

...strongly Protestant character of Act V. Among other things, Wolsey says at the moment of his fall: 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...

...have ventur'd. Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride At length...under me, and now has left me. Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. (b) The Sin of Pride. The connection...

...my depth: my high-blown pride 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 now open'd. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes; favours! There is, betwixt...