...yet, to our surprise, in the short space of an hour they are all exhausted. Thus wastes man! to-day he puts forth the tender leaves of hope; to-morrow, blossoms, and bears his blushing-honours thick upon him ; the next day conies a frost, which nips the shoot, and when he thinks...

...fidelity and beauty, that no apology can be necessary for introducing it in this place. " Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the...hope : to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy...

...five of those that are not hendecasyllables : So farewell to the little good you bear-me ! Farewell ! a long farewell to all my great-ness. This is the state of man ; to-day he puts-forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blos-soms, And bears his blushing honours thick...

...circumstance, to paint the delusive nature of human expectations — This is the state of man ; to day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him, The third day comes a frost, a killing frost. Abortive as the first-born bloom...

...you well, my little good lord cardinal. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the...of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And,—when he thinks, good...

...good lord cardinal. [Exeunt all but WOLSEY. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the...of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, — when he thinks, good...

...am- sure of my reward from the other side. • VI. — Cardinal Wolsey .and Cromwell. Wol. FAREWELL, a long farewell to all my greatness ! This is the...hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And when he thinks, good easy...

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...in a mournful tone: as in that pathetical soliloquy of Cardinal Wolsey on his fall. ' Farewell!—a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state...of hope; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a kilting frost, And when ha thinks, good easy...

...good lord cardinal. [Ereunf all but Wolsey. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the...forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, (1) Absolute. (2) As the Pope's legate. '3) A writ inc'ivi'iig a [wnalty. And bears his blushing honours...