 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...  The second Poetical reading book, compiled, with notes, by W. McLeod - 第 67 頁由 編輯 - 1850完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 434 頁
...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, ftanding amm!d. Why, how now, Cremixell ? Cmm. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wal.... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 頁
...hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate yc ; I feel my Heart new-open'd. Oh, hov/ wretched Is that poor Man, that hangs on Princes Favours ! There is, betwixt that Smile which we afpire to, That fweet Regard of Princes, and our Ruin, More Pang- and Fears than War and Women... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 606 頁
...afpire to, That fweet 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. Enter Cromwell, Jlanding amazed. Why, how now, Cromwell! Cram. I have no Power to fpeak, Sir. Wolf.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 428 頁
...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft-of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have.; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, funding amasfd. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. ' #V.,What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 500 頁
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpect of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 304 頁
...me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ve ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh', how wretched c Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would alpire to, ' Thai fweet afpeci of princes, and our rinn," More pangs arid fears than... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 420 頁
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on Princes favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1769 - 300 頁
...me. • Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; ' I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that 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 war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 372 頁
...^ i Varo pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye; ,i/eel my heart new open'J. Oh, h;w wret'clied Is I Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 374 頁
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that finile he would afpire to, That fweet afpecS of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
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