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" Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And death... "
Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles ... - Page 59
by Richard Cattermole, Giles Fletcher - 1836
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Bell's Edition, Volumes 23-24

John Bell - English poetry - 1799
...Thou'rt slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate And dost with poison, war, and sickne.s, dwell, 10 And poppy' or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell's! thou, then ? One short sleep past we wake.eternally ; And death shall be no more ; Death,...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including ..., Volume 5

Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810
...their bones, and soul's delivery. [men, Thou Vt slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy or...as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st tbou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And death shall be no more, death, thou shall...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including ..., Volume 5

Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810
...dwell, And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'stthou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And death shall be no more, death, thou shalt die. XI. SPIT in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet and scoff, scourge and crucify me : For I...
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Specimens of English Sonnets

Alexander Dyce - Sonnets, English - 1833 - 224 pages
...their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men. And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy or...death shall be no more — Death, thou shalt die. SIR RICHARD FANSHAWE. A ROSE. BLOWN in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon : What boots a life, which...
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Specimens of English Sonnets

Sonnets, English - 1833 - 224 pages
...their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy or...thou then ? One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; 108 SIR RICHARD FANSHAWE. A ROSE. BLOWN in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon : What boots a life,...
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The Buccaneer: A Tale, Volume 1

Mrs. S. C. Hall - Pirates - 1833
...dreadful, for thou art not so ; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow, Die not, poor Death ' Wby swell'st thou, then ? one short sleep past, we wake eternally; And Death shall be no more:—Death! thou shall die." Da. DoNNE WHEN Sir Robert Cecil returned to his wife's chamber, all...
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The Buccaneer: A Tale, Volumes 1-2

Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1833
...Fnr those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow, Die not, poor Death — Why swell's! thou, then T One short sleep past, we wake eternally ; And Death shall be no more :— Death 1 thou shall die." DR. DoNNE. WHEN Sir Robert Cecil returned to his wife's chamber, all within was...
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Lives of Sacred Poets, Volume 1

Robert Aris Willmott - Poets, English - 1834 - 363 pages
...their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness, dwell ; And poppy,...us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell's! thou then ? Our short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more — Death...
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Lives of Sacred Poets, Volume 1

Robert Aris Willmott - Poets, English - 1834 - 363 pages
...poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell' st thou then? Our short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more — Death thou shall die ! But the evening of Herbert's life was rapidly drawing nigh. His constitution, always delicate,...
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The Church of England quarterly review

1837
...their bones and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell ; And poppy,...And better, than thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ? Our short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more, — DEATH, THOU SHALT DIE !"...
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