 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 страници
...dwell, And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st tbou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And death shall be no more, death, thou shall die. XL SPIT in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet and scoff, scourge an<J crucify me : For I... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 страници
...dwell, And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'stthou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And death shall be no more, death, thou shalt die. XI. SPIT in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet and scoff, scourge and crucify... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 страници
...flow : And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men. And...eternally ; And death shall be no more — Death, thou shalt die. SIR RICHARD FANSHAWE. A ROSE. BLOWN in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon : What boots... | |
 | 1833 - 240 страници
...flow : And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And...thou then ? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; 108 SIR RICHARD FANSHAWE. A ROSE. BLOWN in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon : What boots a life,... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1833 - 246 страници
...dreadful, for thou art not so ; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow, Die not, poor Death ' Wby swell'st thou, then ? one short sleep past, we wake eternally; And Death shall be no more:—Death! thou shall die." Da. DoNNE WHEN Sir Robert Cecil returned to his wife's chamber, all... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1833 - 420 страници
...Fnr those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow, Die not, poor Death — Why swell's! thou, then T One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And Death shall be no more :— Death 1 thou shall die." DR. DoNNE. WHEN Sir Robert Cecil returned to his wife's chamber, all within was... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 страници
...poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell' st thou then? Our short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more — Death thou shall die ! But the evening of Herbert's life was rapidly drawing nigh. His constitution, always delicate, evinced... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 страници
...poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell's! thou then ? Our short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more — Death thou shalt die ! But the evening of Herbert's life was rapidly drawing nigh. His constitution, always delicate,... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 442 страници
...their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And doth with poison, war, and sickness dwell ; And poppy,...eternally, And death shall be no more : death, thou shalt die. VI. SPIT in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side ; Buffet and scoff, scourge and crucify... | |
 | Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 436 страници
...their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And doth with poison, war, and sickness dwell ; And poppy,...eternally, And death shall be no more : death, thou shalt die. VI. SPIT in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side ; Buffet and scoff, scourge and crucify... | |
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Rest of their bones and soul's delivery. Thou'rt slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell; And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st thou then ? One short... 
