Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for... The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ... - Page 70 by William Shakespeare - 1811 Full view -
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