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...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...

...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...

...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...

...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...

...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...

...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...