 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pages
...dim, discrowned king of day; For all those trophied arts And trinmphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts....Upon the stage of men ; Nor with thy rising beams recal Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion or a pang Entailed on human hearts. Go — let oblivion's curtain fall...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 pages
...And triumphs, that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion or a pang, Entailed on human hearts. 5. "Go, let oblivion's Curtain fall Upon the stage of...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to ''"writhe, Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 pages
...these trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang. Healed not a passion or a pang Entailed on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 508 pages
...those trophied arts, And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion or a pang Entailed on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | 1854 - 608 pages
...discrowned king of day : For all these trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts....tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Of pain anew to writhe; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd Or mown in battle by the sword. Like... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 400 pages
...human hearts. Go, let Oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recal Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not...disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, 112 THE LAST MAN. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sutnless agonies,... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pages
...trophiea arts and triumphs, that m"tpp°"" beneath thee sprang, healed not a passion or a pang entailed on human hearts. Go ! let oblivion's curtain fall...nor waken flesh upon the rack of pain anew to writhe ; stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, or mown in battle by the sword like grass beneath the scythe... | |
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His pomp, his pride, his skill; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth The vassals of his will? Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim, discrowned king of day; For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion... 
