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...afpire to, That fweet afpeft of Princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have j. ; And, when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, ftanding amcaf'di Why how now, Cromwell? Cnm. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wol. What,...

...fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afp:6t of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have : • And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, • « Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And when I am forgotten,...

...finile he would afpire to, That fweet afpecS of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, ftanding amaz'd. . Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. 1 have no power to fpeak, Sir. Wol....

...fmile he would afpire to, That fweet afpect of princes, and his ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. Enter Cromwell, jlanding amazed. Why, how now, Cromwell ? Crom. I have no power to fpeak, Sir. . ,,...

...fniile we would afpirc to,' That fweet afpeft of princes, and our ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women have : • And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. And in another place, Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell And when I am forgotten, as...