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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... "
Blackwood's Magazine - Page 311
1839
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The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., Volume 4

1822
...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 fate,...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...
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1839
...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...., When they, pale captives, creep to death. " The garland* wither on your brow. Then boaxt no more your mighty deeds ; '-,-' Death's purple altar...
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The Classical Journal, Volume 28

1823
...-|;? yàg >)í ' èy Çeooïs' |^£^ yüy IVo'eai ey ya' 1 All heads roust come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. / 7.>) î ôenov ye TÚ/*j3oy .'.&'..,* Sí I^M lin ".CU gl/ Qg 1"lfiMl...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volume 1

Thomas Percy - 1823
...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 stoop 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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The Englishman's library [ed. by E. H. L.].

Englishman - 1824
...mourning, the concluding passage of the fine old moral stanzas which we have just quoted : " All heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions...of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the dust." The commencement of his late Majesty's reign was in every respect popular. It is difficult to estimate...
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Poetical Works

Isaac Wilkinson - 1824 - 112 pages
...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...
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The Poetical Works of Isaac Wilkinson

Isaac Wilkinson (of Cockermouth.) - 1824
...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...
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The every-day book, or, The guide to the year

William Hone - 1825
...at last must yield, They tame but one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate, And inus't victor victim bleeds: All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet...
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The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the ..., Volume 1

William Hone - 1826
...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,...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...
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The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ...

William Hone - 1826
...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,...to Death. The garlands wither on your brow ; Then boasl no more your mighty deeds : Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim bleeds:...
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