 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...  Sermons. Letters. Poems - Page 430by John Donne, Henry Alford - 1839Full view - About this book
 | John Bell - English poetry - 1799 - 402 pages
...canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasure, then from thee tm:ch more must flow; And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. [men, Thou'rt slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate And dost with poison, war,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1810 - 728 pages
...death ; nor yet canst < lion kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be, Much pleasorejthen from thee much more must flow: And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. [men, Thou 'rt slave to fete, chance, kings, and desperate And dcct with poison, war,... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - English poetry - 1836 - 442 pages
...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, And soonest our best...slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And doth with poison, war, and sickness dwell ; And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well, And better... | |
 | Richard Cattermole - Christian poetry, English - 1836 - 436 pages
...me : From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of...slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And doth with poison, war, and sickness dwell ; And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well, And better... | |
 | John Donne, Henry Alford - English poetry - 1839 - 582 pages
...as debt ; 1 think it mercy, if thou wilt forget. DBATH, be not proud, though some have called theo Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those,...our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, aud souls delivery ; Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison,... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 pages
...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, Best of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou'rt slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...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,... | |
 | Edward Farr - English poetry - 1847 - 416 pages
...nor yet canst thou kill mee : From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best men with thee doe goe— Rest of their bones, and soules' deliverie. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1849 - 578 pages
...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. And poppy or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better, than thy stroke ; why... | |
 | Bradford Kinney Peirce - Christian biography - 1851 - 512 pages
...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: And soonest our best...go, Rest of their bones, and soul-s delivery. Thou 'rt slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,... | |
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