 | 1822 - 796 pagina’s
...field, And plant fresh laurels, where they kill : But their strong nerves ut last must yield: They tarae but one another still. Early or late They stoop to...captives — creep to death. The garlands wither on yonr brow; Then boast no more your mighty deeds: Upon death's purple altar uo\v See where the victor... | |
 | Thomas Percy - 1823 - 524 pagina’s
...the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 16 But their strong nerves at last must yield l They tame but one another still. Early or late They...to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, 15 When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your... | |
 | 1824 - 626 pagina’s
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 | Isaac Wilkinson - 1824 - 126 pagina’s
...ere it conquers, wear not The pledges of a soldier's word, Redeem'd and pore, — we care not. MOORE. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more...your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See ! Marshal Ney, the victim, bleeds. His widow shall curse thee while life doth remain, And the orphan... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson (of Cockermouth.) - 1824 - 132 pagina’s
...pledges of a soldier's word, Redeem'd and pure,—we care not. The garlands wither on your brow, MOORE. Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See ! Marshal Ney, the victim, bleeds. His widow shall curse thee while life doth remain, And the orphan... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 pagina’s
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 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 pagina’s
...scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But them out with plantations of the rank and guilty garlic;...cannot poison them, or make them stronger than th inus't give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither... | |
 | 1826 - 404 pagina’s
...not substantial things ; There is no armor against fate ; Death lays his icy hands on kings : Scepter and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal...one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, 120 HOME. And must gire up th'.ir murnrjring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 882 pagina’s
...and spade. Some men with swords тяу reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield. They tame...on your brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds t Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds: All head» must come To the cold... | |
 | 1826 - 638 pagina’s
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Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives,... 
