 | 1822 - 796 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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...of 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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...inus't give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither re's tear-d8 / 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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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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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,... 
