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... Blackwood's Magazine - Página 3131839Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Anna Eliza Bray - 1841 - 996 páginas
...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,...altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds. Your beads must come To the cold tomb. Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust... | |
| Richard Winter Hamilton - 1841 - 662 páginas
...vita, fortunae objectum, inutile putabat ipsi." CICERO — Tusc : Quaes : lib. 1., sec. 4C. •• The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more...must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the juit Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust." SBIRLET. — Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. ON THE OLYMPIC... | |
| 1871 - 410 páginas
...their descendants, though the hope of their generation, are but puerile and faltering imitations. " The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more...purple altar, now, See where the victor-victim bleeds. All heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the ashes of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust."... | |
| 1910 - 594 páginas
...legend on the obverse is taken from James Shirley's The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses (1659) — " Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust." A specimen of the second variety, in the British Musenm Collection,... | |
| D. H. Rawlinson - 1968 - 254 páginas
...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 the murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The Garlands wither on your brow, Then... | |
| David Rubadiri - 1989 - 132 páginas
...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 the murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow; Then... | |
| R. R. Agrawal - 1990 - 316 páginas
...equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.46 The concluding lines refer to the inevitability of death: The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast...deeds; Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the cold tomb.46 Similarly, a fine philosophical song,... | |
| Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 páginas
...Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. (1. 1—8) 2 make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year,...a month, a week, a natural day. That Faustus may (1. 14 — 16) 3 Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. (1. 23—24) ACP;... | |
| Dale B. J. Randall - 484 páginas
...moving of all responses in our dramatic literature to the wars that had ensnared the English people: The Garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon Deaths purple Altar now, See where the Victor-victim bleeds, Your heads must come, To the cold Tomb,... | |
| Henry David Thoreau - 1996 - 220 páginas
...the light of this event, is brought out distinctly, like an invisible writing held to the fire. All heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. We have heard that the Boston lady who recently visited our hero in prison found him wearing still... | |
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