| Emma Robinson - 1844 - 346 σελίδες
...Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. " The glories of our birth and state Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade." " I would your grace had a better voice — you have a good will," said Wilmot, whose eyes were full... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hand» on kings ; Sceptre and crown, Must tumble by both be «a; •!• Whence hadst thou thy intelligence — from «paje. Some men with swords may reap the fitli, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate : Death lays her icy hands on kings; Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made 'With the poor, crooked scythe and spadc . Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their... | |
| Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 σελίδες
...; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor...the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ;3 But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still.4 Early or late, They... | |
| William Goodman - 1845 - 440 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings ; Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor...Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant the laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They turne but one another... | |
| William Johnson Fox - 1845 - 124 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate — Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. WHAT'S hallowed ground ? Has earth... | |
| Anne Marsh- Caldwell - 1845 - 666 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his iey hand on Kings. Sceptre and crown, Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made, With the poor crooked scythe and spade. SHIRLEY. IT was perfectly true — Mr. Entwistle was dead; and he had left his affairs in the most... | |
| 1876 - 818 σελίδες
...There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings j Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust 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,... | |
| 1846 - 436 σελίδες
...fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. THE WIDOW TO HER HOUR-GLASS. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor,...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 wither on... | |
| Thomas Percy - 1846 - 402 σελίδες
...fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings : THE glorics of our birth and state Scepter and crown • And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked...where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yicld; They tame but one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring... | |
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