 | Poetry - 1808 - 506 pages
...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 fresh laurels where they...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 - English poetry - 1809 - 512 pages
...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 fresh laurels where they...on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor victim bleeds. .All heads must come To the cold... | |
 | George Ellis - English poetry - 1811 - 476 pages
...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,... | |
 | Thomas Percy - Ballads, English - 1812 - 518 pages
...scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 10 But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They...one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, VOL. i. r, And And must give up their murmuring breath, 15 When they pale captives creep to death.... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1819 - 394 pages
...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 fresh laurels where they...or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers on your brow, Then boast... | |
 | Richard Clark - Madrigals, English - 1814 - 530 pages
...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 fresh laurels where they...or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers on your brow, Then boast... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - English literature - 1814 - 692 pages
...Shirley left no other record of his pen than tb concluding stanza, his name would not have perished : The garlands wither on your brow : Then boast no more your mighty deeds I Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim bleeds 1 Your heads must come To the coM... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pages
...down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked si the and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field. And plant fresh laurels where they...on your brow; Then boast no more your mighty deeds : Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds. All heads must come To the cold... | |
 | England - 1839 - 894 pages
...-tin' dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. " Some men with swords may reap liu field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But...their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame hut one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When... | |
 | John Evans - 1817 - 610 pages
...in the dust be equal made . . • With the poor crooked scythe and tpade! Some men witl swords may reap the field And plant fresh laurels where they kill, -/-- But their strong nerves at last niastyieW, They tome but one another still 328 ORDER OF THE GARTER. Early or late They stoop to Fate,... | |
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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 men... 
