 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 стор.
...Murk but my fall, and that that niin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that fin fell the angels ; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyielf Lift : chertfli thofe hearts that hate Corruption wins not more than honcffy. [liee;... | |
 | James Stanier Clarke, Stephen Jones, John Jones - 1799 - 714 стор.
...mind, the advice of one, who founded all t/x depths and shoals of Honour : Cromwell ! I charge thce, fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the Angels...can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thce ? Corruption wins not more than Honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - 382 стор.
...honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rife in ; A fure and fife one, though thy mafter mifs'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me, Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that fm fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyfelf laft... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 370 стор.
...honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rife in ; A fure and fafe one, though thy matter mifs'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition ; By that fin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyfelf latt... | |
 | 1800 - 322 стор.
...wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Cromwell, I charge thee, throw away ambition; By that sin fell the angels ; how can man then (The image of his Maker) hope to-win by it? Love thyselflast ; cherish those hearts thatwait thee ; Corruption wins not more than... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1802 - 278 стор.
...And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor, Found thet a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; • A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me : 4 • CromwelL.1 charge thee, fling away ambition ; By dipt sin fell the angels ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 стор.
...And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it....can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee j Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 стор.
...And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,-*Fqund thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it....can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Still in thy right hand carry gentle... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 стор.
...And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it....can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.... | |
 | Noah Webster - 1804 - 254 стор.
...Cromwell, 1 Jbarge thee, fling away umbition : By that £in fell tl.e ;.nge!s ; how can man then (Tho the image of his Maker) hope to win by it ? Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that wait thee ? Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentla peace, To silence... | |
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A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels... 
