 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 Polyanthos - 271 ページ1807全文表示 - この書籍について
 | 1832 - 348 ページ
...seized with great terror and agitation of mind. The following is the third and concluding stanza : " The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more...bleeds. All heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust." Page 225. These little tracts annexed. In... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1832 - 348 ページ
...seized with great terror and agitation of mind. The following is the third, and concluding stanza : " The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more..."•; All heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust." Page 225. These little tracts annexed. In... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands...altar now See where the victor victim bleeds : All hands must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 600 ページ
...cat will mew, and dog will have hii day.— Xhaktpearc. The garlands wilder on your brow, Then boait no more your mighty deeds; Upon death's purple altar now See where th« victor victim bleeds : All heads mast come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 ページ
...hut one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm"ring hreath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your hrow, Then hoast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands...purple altar now, See, where the victor- victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 528 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. " The garlands...purple altar now, See, where the victor victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands...purple altar now, See, where the victor- victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands...deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb,— Only the actions of the just Smell... | |
 | James Shirley - 1833 - 540 ページ
...but one another still : Early or late, They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands...deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet,... | |
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