 | Samuel Butler - 1715 - 338 oldal
...They ftoop to Fate, jnuft givp ,up; tfiek iiijrwuring (Breath, •WbilftthepaleCjjptiveyi^toDeath. The Garlands wither on your Brow, Then boaft no more your mighty Deeds, Upon Death's purple Altarnow, See whert tlie Vl&ar Viftim bleeds. ; 'AH Heads muft come To the cold Tomb; Only the Aftkmsofthe... | |
 | Samuel Butler, Sir Roger L'Estrange - 1715 - 302 oldal
...,Vn\.\ 1 oY..'. (Breath, Whilft the pale Captive yields to (Death, . The Ga,r lands.wither on you? Brow, Then boaft no more your mighty (Deeds, Upon Death's purple Altar now, See .where phe Viftor Viftiin bjfeds.. « . .To the cold Tomb ; -••• . ' •• Qoly tne Aft ions of the... | |
 | 1727 - 528 oldal
...They ftoop to Fate, And muft give up their murmuring Breath, . • . Whilft the pale Captive yields to Death. / \ ' The Garlands wither on your Brow, Then boaft no more your mighty Upon Death's Purple Alter now, See where the Viftor Viftim bleeds : All Heads muftcome To the cold... | |
 | 1765 - 692 oldal
...tame but one another ftill. Early or late They Hoop to fate, And mnft give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands,...your brow, Then boaft no more your mighty deeds, Upon death*i purple altar now Ste where the victor viftim bleedi : ATI heads muft come To the cold tomb,... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 oldal
...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 garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deedi ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor-victim bleeds.... | |
 | 1802 - 708 oldal
...Englifh language, than the little Poem i !' Shirley, of which the following is the concluding (lanza. " The garlands wither on your brow ! Then boaft no more your mighty deed;. Upon Death's purple altar now See where the vicbr-viaim bleed». Your heads muft come To the... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 474 oldal
...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 garlands wither on your brow : Then boast no more your mighty deeds ! Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim bleeds... | |
 | 1806 - 688 oldal
...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 garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds :... | |
 | 1807 - 308 oldal
...but one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breatl), 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 :... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 oldal
...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 no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds :... | |
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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,... 
