 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 páginas
...would aspire to, . * That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war and women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again!"— There is in this passage, as well as in the wellknown dialogue with Cromwell which follows, something... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 páginas
...smile he would aspire to, That sweet regard of princes, and his min, Mors 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, amaz'd At... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 páginas
...smile he would aspire to, That sweet regard 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. Wei. What, amaz'd At... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 542 páginas
...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 to hope again. — " • As the Pope's legate. Enter CRoMWELL, amazed ly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 444 páginas
...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 to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, anuuecUy. • Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol.... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 páginas
...smile he would aspire to, That sweet regard 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. 1 have no power to speak, Sir. ; Wol. What, amaz'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 320 páginas
...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, Vever to hope again.— [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Enter CROMWELL amazedly. \\'hy, how now, Cromwell ?... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 páginas
...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 to hope again. Follow I must, I cannot go before, While Gloster bears this base and humble mind. Were I a man, a duke,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 444 páginas
...that smile we would aspire 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. — Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amazed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 358 páginas
...smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspe'ct 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,... | |
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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... 
