 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 ... - Página 59por Richard Cattermole - 1836Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | John Bell - 1799 - 402 páginas
...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,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 páginas
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 páginas
...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... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 páginas
...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... | |
 | 1833 - 240 páginas
...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,... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1833 - 246 páginas
...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... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1833 - 420 páginas
...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... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 páginas
...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... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 páginas
...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,... | |
 | 1837 - 646 páginas
...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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