His fall was destined to a barren strand,
A petty fortress, and a dubious hand;
He left the name, at which the world grew pale,
To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Of Charles XII of Sweden
The Vanity of Human Wishes (1749) l. 219
His fall was destined to a barren strand,
A petty fortress, and a dubious hand;
He left the name, at which the world grew pale,
To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
The Vanity of Human Wishes (1749) l. 219