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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... "
Notes and Narratives of a Six Years' Mission, Principally Among the Dens of ... - Page 331
by R. W. Vanderkiste - 1852 - 352 pages
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The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful ...

William Oldys - English drama - 1740 - 326 pages
...They tame but one another ftill : Early or late, They ftoop to fate, And muft give up their murm'ring 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 now, See where the viftor...
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The Gentleman's Magazine, Volume 35

Early English newspapers - 1765 - 692 pages
...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 now Ste where the victor...
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Specimens of the Early English Poets, Volume 1

George Ellis - English poetry - 1790 - 346 pages
...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 now, See where the viftor...
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Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for ...

Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 476 pages
...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 now...
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which ..., Volume 3

English poets - 1801 - 454 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, S«e where the victor-victim...
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Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., Volume 3

George Ellis - English poetry - 1803 - 474 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow : Then boast no more your mighty deeds ! Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim...
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The Emerald, Volumes 1-2

1806 - 688 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords my reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves...pale captives creep to death The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor...
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The Polyanthos, Volume 4

1807 - 308 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves...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...
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Selection of Poems ...

Poetry - 1808 - 506 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves...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...
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Specimens of the British Poets ...

British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 512 pages
...made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor...
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