 | 1765 - 692 pàgines
...nerves at lad mnft yield Vhcy tame but one another ftill. Early or late They Hoop to fate, And mnft give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands, wither on your brow, Then boaft no more your mighty deeds, Upon death*i purple altar... | |
 | George Ellis - 1790 - 346 pàgines
...nerves at laft muft yield; They tame but one another ftill. Early or late, They ftoop to fate, And muft give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boaft no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 pàgines
...nerves at lalt muft yield, They tame but one another ftill. Early or late They (loop to fate, And muft give up their murmuring breath, When, they, pale captives, creep to death. The The garlands wither on your brow, Then binll no mon: your mighty deed:, Upon death's purple altar... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 pàgines
...Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant...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... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 pàgines
...Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant...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... | |
 | 1806 - 688 pàgines
...down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords my reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they...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 now... | |
 | 1807 - 308 pàgines
...Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant...They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breatl), When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 pàgines
...and crown Must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant...or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 pàgines
...Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant...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 - 1811 - 476 pàgines
...And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may i>eap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill...their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame bat one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath,... | |
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The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some... 
