 | 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... | |
 | 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 !... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 pagine
...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, hov/ wretched Is that poor Man, that hangs on Princes Favours... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 500 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 Shakespeare - 1767 - 420 pagine
...under me; and DOW has left me> Weary, and old with fervice, to the mercy. Of a rude ftream, that mud 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 - 1767 - 304 pagine
...under ire, -and now has left ire, Weary and old with lervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide 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!... | |
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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. 
