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,...
William Shakspeare's Complete Works, Dramatic and Poetic - Strona 134
autor: William Shakespeare - 1852
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