 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.  Early English poems, Chaucer to Pope - Seite 164von English poems - 1863Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Thomas Percy - 1812 - 518 Seiten
...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 crooked...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 Seiten
...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...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 brow, Then boast... | |
 | John Gamble - 1813 - 422 Seiten
...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... | |
 | John Gamble - 1813 - 422 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 Seiten
...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 crooked...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 brow, Then boast... | |
 | 1839 - 894 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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... | |
 | John Evans - 1817 - 610 Seiten
...There is no armour against Fate, DEATH lays his icy hand on Kings. Sceptre antl crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made . . • With the poor crooked scythe and tpade! Some men witl swords may reap the field And plant fresh laurels where they kill, -/-- But their... | |
 | 1828 - 454 Seiten
...is no armour against fate, Death lays bis icy hands on kings ; Sceptre and crown, Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made, With the poor crooked...the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill { Bat their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame but one another still ; Early or late, They... | |
 | 492 Seiten
...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...plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong serves at last must yield. They tame bat one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, Ami... | |
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