 Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill; But their strong nerves at last must yield They tame but one another still: Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives,...  Reliques of ancient English poetry - Pàgina 189per Thomas Percy - 1893 - 1136 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 pàgines
...strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deedi ; Upon death's purple altar... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 454 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 pàgines
...strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow : Then boast no more your mighty deeds ! Upon death's purple altar... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 474 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither... | |
 | 1806 - 688 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield They tame but one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death The garlands wither... | |
 | 1807 - 308 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breatl), When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither... | |
 | 1819 - 394 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but one another still ; Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers... | |
 | Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 pàgines
...reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but one another still ; Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers... | |
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