ld the splendour of a crown;For ever quit the suppliant crowd,And change the purple for a shroud :To-day, the victor laurels bloom,To-morrow—wither on the tomb;Ambition, from its towring height,Sinks to the shades of endless night:The Miser counts his treasure oer,Then goes to rest—to wake no… … ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH 2^ What, though the minstrel pleasures waitWith tuneful accents at our gate;Though to Parnassian height we soar,Or dive profound in Learnings lore,Fate hovers oer Lifes varied throng,And dust to dust concludes the song.Tis then, that Vice appalld, dismayd,At Deaths…
Dance of death
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