Saturday, April 29, 2006
Death The Leveller Comments
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The glories of our blood and state Are shadows,
not substantial 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
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2/27/2026 4:14:48 AM # 1.0.0
Nice poem. I'm sure James Shirley would think so as well. You know, seeing as how he wrote it and all.