 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 psl.
...ventur'd, Like little wanton boys, that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory; Hut far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 psl.
...that swim on bladders, These 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...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye ! J feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 336 psl.
...And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world ! 1 hate ye ; 1 feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 psl.
...root: And then he falls, as I do. 1 have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers, in a sea of glory, But far beyond my...now has left me Weary, and old with service, to the misery Of a rude stream, which must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye... | |
 | Mrs. Montagu (Elizabeth) - 1810 - 338 psl.
...ventur'd, ' Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, These many summers in a sea of glory, Bat far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world ! 1 hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 psl.
...comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls,...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 psl.
...surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, bike little, wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new opcn'd : O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 psl.
...day, conies a frost, a killing frost; And, wben he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls,...summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth: my higb-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 psl.
...instead ofprtemonere. This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-Mown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 psl.
...comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls,...service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how... | |
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Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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... 
