 | 1848 - 602 Seiten
...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 conquering breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 Seiten
...And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but st, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest I Punish...body which he could not please; Bankrupt of íife, ; I — Upon Death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To... | |
 | West Church (Boston, Mass.) - 1849 - 572 Seiten
...high and mighty 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...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,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 Seiten
...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 murm'ring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast... | |
 | D. H. Rawlinson - 1968 - 254 Seiten
...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 the murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The Garlands wither on your brow, Then... | |
 | David Rubadiri - 1989 - 132 Seiten
...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 the murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow; Then... | |
 | R. R. Agrawal - 1990 - 316 Seiten
...equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.46 The concluding lines refer to the inevitability of death: The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast...victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the cold tomb.46 Similarly, a fine philosophical song, "My Mind to Me a Kingdom Is," which is believed to have... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 Seiten
...Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. (1. 1—8) 2 make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year,...a month, a week, a natural day. That Faustus may (1. 14 — 16) 3 Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. (1. 23—24) ACP;... | |
 | Dale B. J. Randall - 484 Seiten
...moving of all responses in our dramatic literature to the wars that had ensnared the English people: The Garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon Deaths purple Altar now, See where the Victor-victim bleeds, Your heads must come, To the cold Tomb,... | |
 | Mike Royston - 1998 - 246 Seiten
...And plant fresh laurels where they kill: 10 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 15 When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow; Then boast no more your... | |
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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... 
