 Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...  The works of John Donne. With a memoir by H. Alford - Sivu 448tekijä(t) John Donne - 1839Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | 1912 - 572 sivua
...Death: nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow; And soonest our best...do go — Rest of their bones and souls' delivery! Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell;... | |
 | William Robertson - 1913 - 290 sivua
...; nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure ; then from thee much more must flow ; And soonest our best...do go — Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou'rt slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell... | |
 | Ernest Rhys - 1913 - 410 sivua
...poor Death ! nor yet canst thou me From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow ; And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou'rt slave to Fate, Chance, kings and desperate men, And dost with poyson, war,... | |
 | William Stebbing - 1913 - 426 sivua
...Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go ; Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war,... | |
 | William Henry Hudson - 1914 - 362 sivua
...Death; nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow : And soonest our best...thee do go. Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou'rt slave to late, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell;... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 sivua
...nor yet cans't thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, я Much pleasure, then ang through the city, and the festivity was broken up by a rush to arms. 1 Duke Frederick William soul's delivery. Thou art slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, 0 And dost with poison,... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 sivua
...Death; nor yet cans't thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, 5 Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow: And soonest our best men with thee do go, Host of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou art slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate mea,... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 sivua
...From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, 5 Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flowi s in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyee!l35 B soul's delivery. Thou art slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, 9 And dost with poison,... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 828 sivua
...Death; nor yet canst thou kill me. From Rest and Sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure; then shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The ! S Thou'rt slave to Fate, Chance, kings, an 1 desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 566 sivua
...Death; nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, 5 Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow; And soonest our best...do go— Rest of their bones and souls' delivery! Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,... | |
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