| George Ellis - 1811 - 476 страници
...; 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 with swords may i>eap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill , But their strong nerves at last must yield... | |
| George Ellis - 1811 - 474 страници
...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 epade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill; But their... | |
| Thomas Percy - 1812 - 518 страници
...There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings : Scepter and crown 5 Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor...the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 10 But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still. Early or late They... | |
| 1819 - 394 страници
...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 the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers on your... | |
| John Gamble - 1813 - 422 страници
...is no arrhonr against fafe ; "*i Death lays his icy hands Oh kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. I wandered into the church-yard on Sunday last. The people were going to church— 1 Staid outside... | |
| John Gamble - 1813 - 422 страници
...There is no arrnonr against fate ; Death lays his icy hands Oh kings: Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. I wandered into the church-yard on Sunkfay last. The people were going to church—I staid outside—a... | |
| Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 страници
...There is no armour against our fate ; Death lays his icy hands on kings : Scepter 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 the pale captive creeps to death. The laurel withers on your... | |
| Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 страници
...There is no armor 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 crooked si the and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field. And plant fresh laurels where they kill;... | |
| 1839 - 894 страници
...against fate : Death lays his icy hands on -kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in -tin' dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. " Some men with swords may reap liu field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They... | |
| 1817 - 494 страници
...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 crooked scythe and spade. Some, rncu with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill; But their strong nerves... | |
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