 | William Shakespeare - 1987 - 576 páginas
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 | Lloyd A. Skiffington - 1985 - 160 páginas
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 | Charles DeLoach - 1988 - 576 páginas
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 | Suzy Platt - 1989 - 556 páginas
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 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 232 páginas
...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 to hope again. (57) Act III, Scene 2: Wolsey has just spoken with his faithful follower... | |
 | Alan Lennox-Short - 1991 - 300 páginas
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 | Angela Partington - 1992 - 1098 páginas
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 | Suzy Platt - 1992 - 550 páginas
...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 to hope again. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Henry VIII, act III, scene ii, lines 350-72. Cardinal... | |
 | Robert Andrews - 1993 - 1214 páginas
...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 to hope again. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564-1616), English dramatist, poet. Cardinal Wolsey,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 páginas
...favors! 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 to hope again. 42 0 mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories,... | |
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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 to hope again. 
