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" Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. "
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper - Страница 198
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Bell's Edition, Томове 23–24

John Bell - 1799 - 402 страници
...debt, 1 think it mercy if thou wilt forget. DEATH ! be not proud, tho' some have called thee Mighly and dreadful, for thou art not so ; For those whom...but thy picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee tm:ch more must flow; And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery....

Specimens of English Sonnets

Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 страници
...murmuring Esk : may roses shade the place ! JOHN DONNE. DEATH, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ; For those,...canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure ; then from thee much more must flow : And soonest our best men with thee...

Specimens of English Sonnets

1833 - 240 страници
...overthrow, Die not, poor Death ; nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure ; then from thee much more must...best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war,...

Lives of Sacred Poets, Том 1

Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 страници
...knelt at " the footstool of the Ancient of Days." Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those...thou kill me ; From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow ; And soonest our best men with thee...

Lives of Sacred Poets

Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 страници
...overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me ; From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must...best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war,...

Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Том 2

Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 436 страници
...if thou hadst sealed my pardon with thy blood. V. DEATH, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ; For, those...thou kill me : From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must And soonest our best men with thee do go,...

Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of ..., Том 2

Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 442 страници
...if thou hadst sealed my pardon with thy blood. V. DEATH, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ; For, those...thou kill me : From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then* from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best men with thee...

The Church of England quarterly review, Том 1

1837 - 646 страници
...conclusion, is unrivalled in our poetry. It is upon Death : From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must...best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war,...

Lives of the English Sacred Poets, Том 1

Robert Aris Willmott - 1839 - 388 страници
...knelt at " the footstool of the Ancient of Days :" — Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those...thou kill me ; From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow ; And soonest our best men with thee...

The works of John Donne. With a memoir by H. Alford, Том 6

John Donne - 1839 - 588 страници
...not proud, though somejhave called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those, whom you think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor death,...thou kill me ; From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, than from thee, much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee...




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