 ... 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, creep to death. The...  The every-day book: or The guide to the year - Seite 715von William Hone - 1859Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1841 - 586 Seiten
...with the small, Sceptre and crown with scythe and spade. 3 The laurel withers on our brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds : Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds ! 4 All heads must come to the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Preserve in death a rich perfume,... | |
 | Richard Winter Hamilton - 1841 - 616 Seiten
...more your mighty deeds ; (rpon 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." SHIRLEY — Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. OX THE OLYMPIC GAMES.... | |
 | Richard Winter Hamilton - 1841 - 662 Seiten
...ipsi." CICERO — Tusc : Quaes : lib. 1., sec. 4C. •• 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 : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the juit Smell sweet,... | |
 | 1871 - 410 Seiten
...generation, are but puerile and faltering imitations. " 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 ashes of the just Smell sweet... | |
 | 1841 - 598 Seiten
...boast no more your mighty deeds : - death's purple altar now ee where the victor victim bleeds ! -ll heads must come to the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Preserve in death a rich perfume, Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. 480 C- M- WATTS. Man frail and... | |
 | Anna Eliza Bray - 1841 - 996 Seiten
...murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. 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. Your beads must come To the cold tomb. Only the actions of the just Smell sweet... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 Seiten
...murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds : Upon death's purple altar...of the just Smell sweet, and blossom, in the dust. THE GENIUS OF DEATH. What is death ? 'Tis to be free f No more to love, or hope, or fear ; To join... | |
 | R. M. Evans - 1842 - 264 Seiten
...shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings : All heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. CHAPTER IX. DEATH OF KING CHARLES—WAR AGAINST THE DAUPHIN, OR CHARLES VII., CARRIED ON BY THE DUKE... | |
 | 1842 - 344 Seiten
...be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. 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 ! Your heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet... | |
 | 1842 - 92 Seiten
...murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, They 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,... | |
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