“Vain empty words / Of honour, glory and immortal fame, / Can these recall the spirit from its place, / Or re-inspire the breathless clay with life? / What tho' your fame with all its thousand trumpets, / Sound o'er the sepulchres, will that awake / The sleeping dead.” SpiritSoundSleepInspireThousandFameGloryEmptyVainAwakeImmortalHonourRecallsClayTrumpetsBreathlessEmpty Words Book:The Tragedy of Sir Walter Raleigh: As it is Acted at the Theatre in Lincolns-Inn-Fields Source: The Tragedy of Sir Walter Raleigh: As it is Acted at the Theatre in Lincolns-Inn-Fields
