 | Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 pagine
...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 muft for ever hide me. Shtk. Hot. > . Upon the flipp'ry Tops of human State, Thegilded Pinacles of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 pagine
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever 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... | |
 | William Oldys - 1740 - 326 pagine
...broke under me ; and now left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude flream, that muft for ever 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 434 pagine
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude dream, that muft for ever 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... | |
 | Gentleman - 1744 - 488 pagine
...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 muft for ever hide me. • The moft plaufible Pretences for Thoughts of Pride, are Learning, Nobility,... | |
 | Joseph Grove - 1748 - 474 pagine
...Glory ; But far beyond my Depth : My high-blown Pridef At Length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary, and old with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that mull: for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of the World ! I hate ye. I feel my Heart new open'd. G... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 434 pagine
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my neart new open'd. Oh, how wretched It that pooor man, that hangs on Princes' favours ! There... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 pagine
...But far beyond my Depth : my high-blown Pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, \Veary, and old with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain Pomp and Glory of this World, I hate yc ; I feel my Heart new-open'd. Oh,... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 606 pagine
...under me ; and now has left me, Weary, arjd old with Service, to the Mercy Of a rude Stream, that rnuft for ever 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 522 pagine
...under me, and now has left me, Wear)' and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever 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... | |
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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 left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. 
