 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,...  The Englishman's fire-side - Сторінка 72Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1822 - 796 стор.
...their murmuring breath, When they — pale captives — creep to death. The garlands wither on yonr brow; Then boast no more your mighty deeds: Upon death's purple altar uo\v See where the victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of... | |
 | 1823 - 408 стор.
...я-вф|Аа;леуо? yàg >)í тех' èy Çeooïs' тгЕф|Ла^£Уо^ yüy IVo'eai ey ya' 1 All heads roust come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. сгочлГ т/ 7гЛ.>)У î ôenov ye TÚ/*j3oy .'.&'•..,* Sí« I^M lin ".CU gl/ Qg 1"»lfiM«l... | |
 | Englishman - 1824 - 420 стор.
...of mourning, the concluding passage of the fine old moral stanzas which we have just quoted : — " All heads must come To the cold tomb ; — Only the...the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust." The commencement of his late Majesty's reign was in every respect popular. It is difficult to estimate... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson - 1824 - 126 стор.
...ere it conquers, wear not The pledges of a soldier's word, Redeem'd and pore, — we care not. MOORE. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more...your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See ! Marshal Ney, the victim, bleeds. His widow shall curse thee while life doth remain, And the orphan... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson (of Cockermouth.) - 1824 - 132 стор.
...pledges of a soldier's word, Redeem'd and pure,—we care not. The garlands wither on your brow, MOORE. Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See ! Marshal Ney, the victim, bleeds. His widow shall curse thee while life doth remain, And the orphan... | |
 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 стор.
...late, They stoop to fate, And inus't give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep If it be really true that this king admired these sentiments, he is entitled to the praise of having... | |
 | William Lincoln, Christopher Columbus Baldwin - 1826 - 906 стор.
...their murmuring breathy Vr'hca they pate captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your hrow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's...of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust'. SELECTED FROM COKDER'S POEMI. HOME. THAT is not home, where day by day I wear the busy hours away.... | |
 | 1826 - 404 стор.
...murnrjring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then hoast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar...victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To the cold tomh, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust. SELECTED PROM COMDER'S POEMS.... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 стор.
...murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boost no more your mighty deeds! Upon Death's purple altar...the victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the rold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. If it be really true... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 892 стор.
...murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boasl no more your mighty deeds : Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds: All hf ads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.... | |
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