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" THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; 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. Some men... "
The every-day book, or, The guide to the year - Страница 719
по William Hone - 1825
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Posthumous Works in Prose and Verse: Written in the Time of the Civil Wars ...

Samuel Butler, Sir Roger L'Estrange - 1715 - 279 страници
...lays his Icy Hands on Kings. Scepter and Crown Muft tumble down, And in the Duft be equal laid, . . .With the poor crooked Scythe and (spade Some Men with Swords may reap the (Field, And plant frelh Laurels where they kill, But their 'flrong Nerves at laft muft (yield, They tame but one another...

Sepulchrorum Inscriptiones: Or A Curious Collection of Above 900 of ..., Том 1

1727
...Death lays his icy Hands on Kings. Sceptre and Crown Muffc tumble down, And in the Duft be equal laid, With the poor crooked Scythe and Spade. Some Men with Swords may reap the Field, And plant frefli Lawrels where they kill ^ But their ftrong Kerves at laft muft yield, They tame but one another...

Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ..., Том 3

English poets - 1801
...; 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...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...

Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., Том 3

George Ellis - 1803 - 458 страници
...Their 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...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...

The Emerald, Томове 1–2

1806
...thujga ; here ia no armor apainst fate : )eath biys his icy hands ou ki»gs : Seepire and crown tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords my reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield...

Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin

Poetry - 1806
...fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And 108 Prince Leboo. And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade ; All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the...

The Polyanthos, Том 4

1807
...There is no armour agairrt fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings ; 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 breatl), When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on...

Selection of Poems ...

Charles Snart - 1808
...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...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...

Rebellion in Bath: or, The battle of the upper-rooms: an heroico ..., Том 280

Richard Warner - 1808
...7 Pi^ff Ss piY flvjwc ava^ayr' ts ra.pra.pw tupev. HESIOD. 33 " Sceptre and crovn Must tumble dovn, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade." Now had the splendour of his reign been o'er, And RAMROD, crush'd to death, arose no more, Had not...

Specimens of the British Poets ...

British poets - 1809
...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...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...




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