 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 pages
...aspire to That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or womtu have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter t'romîïell, amaiedli/. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Cr.-wi. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What,... | |
 | English literature - 1807 - 788 pages
...himself that all is well, he boldlv perseveres till the brink of the precipice sinlis beneaiU his feet, And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. The errors of genius are notorious as well as lamentable, and ever will the superficial inspector wish,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 454 pages
...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ?... | |
 | William Enfield - Elocution - 1808 - 434 pages
...aspire toy That sweet aspect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, Sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes ?... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - Comparative literature - 1810 - 338 pages
...aspire to, That sweet aspect 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. • I And in another place, ^ • Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell, And when 1 am... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - Comparative literature - 1810 - 336 pages
...aspire to, That sweet aspect 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. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far bear me, Cromwell, And when 1 am forgotten,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 pages
...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 to hope again. — Enter Cromwell, amaztdly. Why, how now, Cromwell > Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wot. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 pages
...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 to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 pages
...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 to hope again,— Enter Cromwell, amazedly. Why, how now, Crolnwell p Crom, I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 pages
...aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,2 More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. — Enter CROMWELL, amazedly. Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. What, amaz'd At my misfortunes... | |
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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... 
