Anonymous.

To the coffin, from the cradle.

Prior.—Moral to “The Ladle.”

Hard-travell’d from the cradle to the grave.

Young.—Night VI. Line 221.

A little rule, a little sway,
A sun-beam in a winter’s day,
Is all the proud and mighty have
Between the cradle and the grave.

Dyer.—Grongar Hill, Line 89.

The hearts within thy valleys bred,
The fiery souls that might have led
Thy sons to deeds sublime,
Now crawl from cradle to the grave,
Slaves—nay the bondmen of a slave,
And callous, save to crime.

Byron.—The Giaour.

CRADLED.—Most wretched men
Are cradled into poverty by wrong.
They learn in suffering what they teach in song.

Shelley.—Julian and Maddalo.

Scourged by the winds, and cradled on the rock.

Campbell.—The Pleasures of Hope, Part I.


  By PanEris using Melati.

Previous chapter/page Back Home Email this Search Discuss Bookmark Next chapter
Copyright: All texts on Bibliomania are © Bibliomania.com Ltd, and may not be reproduced in any form without our written permission.
See our FAQ for more details.