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" Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men. Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again: Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in... "
Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack - Page cx
1826
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Penny readings in prose and verse, selected and ed. by J.E. Carpenter, Volume 6

Penny readings - 1867
...curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe....
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A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868
...men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, 45 Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe...battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. 50 Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not...
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The Book of Gems: The eighteenth and nineteenth century. Wordsworth to Tennyson

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1868
...back, Nor waken flesh, npon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath...in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all snnless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death, Their ronnded gasp and...
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The book of elegant extracts

Book - 1868
...curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe....
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The public school speaker and reader, ed. by J.E. Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869
...stage of men, The Sword Song. 221 Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch' d in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe....
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The Church Seasons Historically and Poetically Illustrated

1869
...bring not back, -N ( v!• waken flesh upon the rock Of pain anew to writhe -, Stretehed in diseases' shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Even I am weary in yon skies To wateh thy fading fire : Test of all sumloss agonies, Behold not me...
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The Poetical Works of Campbell, Goldsmith, and Gray: With Memoirs of the Authors

Thomas Campbell - English poetry - 1870 - 445 pages
...curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again : Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the...battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me...
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A Household Book of English Poetry

Richard Chenevix Trench - English poetry - 1870 - 438 pages
...men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, 45 Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe...battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. 5o Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumlcss agonies, Behold not...
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A Household Book of English Poetry

Richard Chenevix Trench - English poetry - 1870 - 438 pages
...disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. 5 Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, My lips that speak thy dirge of death— 55 Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath...
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Gems of poetry for those we love

1871
...back, Xor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. E'en I am weary, in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me...
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