 | Mike Royston - 1998 - 246 Seiten
...no more your mighty deeds! Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim bleeds; 20 Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust. James Shirley Moving from 'first response' to 'written analysis'... | |
 | Nahdjla Carasco Bailey - 2014 - 132 Seiten
...more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now 20 See where the victor- victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust. JAMES SHIRLEY This poem has a very important message for us all,... | |
 | Mark Pryce - 2001 - 164 Seiten
...boast no more your mighty 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 and blossom in their dust. Late, late, so late! Alfred, Lord Tennyson, English, 1809-92 As the... | |
 | Arapeta Awatere - 2003 - 548 Seiten
...more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim bleeds: Your head must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust -J.Shirley 'Hello' said someone. A middle-aged man smiled. 'Hello' I said 'pleasant morning.' 'Yes... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 778 Seiten
...boast no more your mighty 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 and blossom in the dust. JAMES SHIRLEY ENGLISH (1596-1666) I hate that drum's discordant sound I hate that drum's discordant... | |
 | Cambridge International Examinations - 2005 - 272 Seiten
...boast no more your mighty 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, and blossom in their dust. Sceptre and crown] symbols of royalty and power scythe and spade]... | |
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The garlands wither 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 tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. 
