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" 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. Some men... "
The Dramatic Works and Poems of James Shirley - Page 395
by James Shirley, William Gifford, Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 1 pages
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The Carthusian

1839
...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...breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds: Upon Death's purple altar now....
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The every-day book, or

William Hone - 1837
...And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame hut one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate,...murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds t Upon Death's purple altar...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 45

England - 1839
...substantial tilings : There is no armour against fate : Doath lays his icy hands on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal...breath. When they, pale captives, creep to death. " The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds : Upon death's purple altar...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Volume 1

William Hone - Religion - 1839
...not substantial things; 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...murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to Death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boast no more your mighty deeds t Upon Death's purple altar...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 45

Political Science - 1839
...substantial things : 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...breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. " The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds : Upon death's purple altar...
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The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - 1839
...against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on Kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust he equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade....murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your hrow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now...
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The Youth of Shakspeare, Volume 3

Robert Folkestone Williams - 1839
...play-writers then went away, consoling of themselves with the hope it might be damned. CHAPTER IX. Some men with swords may reap the field And plant...up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, stoop to death. SHIRLEY. To set a lawe and kepe it nouht, Ther is no comoun profit souht; But above...
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The youth of Shakspeare, by the author of 'Shakspeare and his friends'.

Robert Folkestone Williams - History - 1839
...play-writers then went away, consoling of themselves with the hope it might be damned. CHAPTER IX. Some men with swords may reap the field And plant...up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, stoop to death. SHIRLEY. To set a lawe and kepe it nouht, Ther is no comoun profit souht ; But above...
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Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads, songs ...

Thomas Percy - Ballads, English - 1839
...and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 1 0 But their strong nerves at last must yield, They tame...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...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs ...

Thomas Percy - Ballads, English - 1839
...scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 10 Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, 1 5 When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your...
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