 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.  Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin - Pagina 104door Poetry - 1806Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | English poets - 1801 - 454 pagina’s
...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 reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 pagina’s
...no more your mighty deedi ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor-victim bleeds. Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust. THOMAS MAY, A celebrated poet and historian, bom about 1590, in Sussex,... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 pagina’s
...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 reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill; But their strong... | |
 | 1804 - 452 pagina’s
...There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings; Sceptre and crown must tumble down With the poor crooked scythe and spade; All heads must come to the cold tomb, And in the dust be equal made: Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust. Qua... | |
 | 1806 - 688 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | 1807 - 308 pagina’s
...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 crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1807 - 912 pagina’s
...often sung to me. " The glories of eur birth and state/' &c. and therein also the fine lines, " Your heads must come To the cold tomb! Only the actions of the just imell sv.-eet, and blossom in their dust." * ART. XIII. The First Four Books of Argil's JEneis, translated... | |
 | Richard Warner - 1808 - 142 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | 1808 - 506 pagina’s
...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 reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 pagina’s
...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 men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong... | |
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