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" 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... "
Blackwood's Magazine - Page 311
1839
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Volume 1

William Hone - 1839
...And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but asion, I could not but reflect upon a beautiful simile...sewers annoy the Հ 0 C M "; t Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the cold...
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The Youth of Shakspeare, Volume 3

Robert Folkestone Williams - 1839
...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...up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, stoop to death. SHIRLEY. To set a lawe and kepe it nouht, Ther is no comoun profit souht; But above...
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The youth of Shakspeare, by the author of 'Shakspeare and his friends'.

Robert Folkestone Williams - 1839
...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...up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, stoop to death. SHIRLEY. To set a lawe and kepe it nouht, Ther is no comoun profit souht ; But above...
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Neal Malone, and Other Tales of Ireland, Volume 2

William Carleton - Irish fiction - 1839
...They now sleep in the same grave — for as the old poet well sings^— *•.*•• . ••. " All heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust." Never was the exquisite beauty of the closing thought, in these fine moral lines of Shirley, more touchingly...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry:: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volume 1

Ballads, English - 1839 - 1222 pages
...scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 10 Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, 1 5 When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your...
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Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads, songs ...

English poetry - 1839
...and spade. 10 70 But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame hut one another still. Eorly or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring hreath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your hrow, Theu hoast 1i0 more...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1

English poetry - 1840
...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,...come To the cold tomb. Only the actions of the just Are sweet, and blossom in the dust. WILLIAM STRODE. 1600-1644. WHEN whispering strains do softly steal...
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Oliver Cromwell: An Historical Romance, Volume 3

Henry William Herbert - Great Britain - 1840 - 360 pages
...III. Then happy, low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown ! King Henry IV. Part II. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more...deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds. All hands must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet...
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Oliver Cromwell: An Historical Romance, Volumes 1-3

Henry William Herbert, Horace Smith - Great Britain - 1840 - 360 pages
...III. Then happy, low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the bead that wears a crown ! King Henry IV. Part II. Tbe garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your...deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds. All hands must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet...
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The mountains and lakes of Switzerland

Anna Eliza Bray - 1841
...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,...altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds. Your beads must come To the cold tomb. Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust...
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