The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy — James Shirley, Poems
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The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armor against Fate.Death lays his icy hand on kings...

— James Shirley, Poems
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