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...play-writers then went away, consoling of themselves with the hope it might be damned. CHAPTER XXXIV. Some men with swords may reap the field And plant...tame but one another still. Early or late They stoop o fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, stoop to death. SHIRLEY....

...things; There is no armour against Fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor...another still: Early or late They stoop to fate. And must give up the murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on...

...things: There is no armour against fate: Death lays his icy hands on kings: Scepter and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.46 The concluding lines refer to the inevitability of death: The garlands wither on your brow,...

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...ruled, all gone; in the words of the Elizabethan dramaäst, James Shirley: Sceptre and crown Musi tumble down. And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade Following the chemical analysis of these Mesoamerican plants, their use or abuse became popular among...

...things. There is no armour against fate. Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. — James Shirty The Mizos lived underthe gerontocracy where chiefs had a preeminent position . The...

...things. There is no armour against fate. Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. —James Shirty The Mizos lived underthe gerontocracy where chiefs had a pre-eminent position. The...