 | John Bell - English poetry - 1799 - 402 pages
...forget. DEATH ! be not proud, tho' some have called thee Mighly 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 picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee tm:ch more must flow;... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 746 pages
...forget. DEATH.be not proud, though some have called thce 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 picture be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow: And... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1810 - 728 pages
...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 :... | |
 | English poetry - 1833 - 240 pages
...DONNE. 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 pictures be, Much pleasure ; then from thee much more must flow... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - English poetry - 1833 - 240 pages
...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 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,... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - Pirates - 1833 - 420 pages
...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... | |
 | Mrs. S. C. Hall - Crime - 1833 - 246 pages
...; 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... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - Poets, English - 1834 - 408 pages
...of Days." 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 pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - Poets, English - 1834 - 478 pages
...poppy, or charms, can make 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 thou shalt die ! But the evening of Herbert's life was rapidly drawing nigh. His constitution, always delicate,... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - English poetry - 1836 - 442 pages
...blood. V. 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 pictures be, Much pleasure, then* from thee much more, must flow,... | |
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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... 
