 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 69 頁由 編輯 - 1850完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Shakespeare - 1773
...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 amaz'd. Why how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wai.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773
...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 wars... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780
...afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women hav« : And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Crtmive:'; And when I am forgotten,... | |
 | Joseph Townsend - 1781 - 316 頁
...fmile we would afpire to. That fweet afpect 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." §3. The nobility. This order of men is equally intolerable in a democracy, and in a defpotic government... | |
 | William Richardson - 1784 - 478 頁
...into fome remote and inhofpitable corner of that empire which he formerly governed. Oh how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes and his ruin, More pangs and tears than war... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785
...hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate you; I feel my Heart new open'd. Oh, how 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 Pangs and Fears than War and Women... | |
 | William Enfield - 1785 - 405 頁
...hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the worM, 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 (mile he would afpire to, That fweet afpeft of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1785
...me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; * I feel my heart new open'd : C), 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'1, More pangs and fears than wars... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1785 - 316 頁
...fmile we would afpire tq, That fweet afpeft of princesr-and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have : And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to !;opc again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell| And when I am... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 470 頁
...grain, Tortive and errant from his courfe of growth. Troilus and Crejfida, A. i, S. .3. O, 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 wars... | |
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