 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 Plays of William Shakespeare - 第 82 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1804完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 180 頁
...There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, 369 That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, 370 More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And...like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, standing amazed. Why how now, Cromwell? CROMWELL I have no power to speak, sir. WOLSEY What, amazed... | |
 | G. Wilson Knight - 2002 - 256 頁
...dual content of 'facial expression* and 'approval'. Again, consider Wolsey's soliloquy at his fall: Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye! I feel...falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. (Henry fill, in, ii, 366) Here 'favours' means just what 'favour' might mean in our sonnet. We have... | |
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