 | 1832 - 348 pages
...seized with great terror and agitation of mind. The following is the third and concluding stanza : " 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 actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in the... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 600 pages
...cat will mew, and dog will have hii day.— Xhaktpearc. The garlands wilder on your brow, Then boait no more your mighty deeds; Upon death's purple altar now See where th« victor victim bleeds : All heads mast come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pages
...hut one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm"ring hreath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your hrow, Then hoast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor victim... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 528 pages
...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...purple altar now, See, where the victor victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 pages
...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...purple altar now, See, where the victor- victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 pages
...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...purple altar now, See, where the victor- victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, — Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom... | |
 | James Shirley - 1833 - 540 pages
...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...deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb, Only the actions of the just Smell sweet,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 pages
...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...deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See, where the victor-victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb,— Only the actions of the just Smell... | |
 | 1833 - 388 pages
...strong nerves at last muet yield ; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fat«, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they,...boast no more your mighty deeds. Upon death's purple altiir now See where the victor victim bleeds ; All heads must come To the cold tomb. Only the actions... | |
 | James Shirley - 1833 - 540 pages
...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...creep to death . The garlands wither on your brow, Tften boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now, See, where the victor-victim... | |
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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 captives,... 
