 Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod...  Walks in Rome - Стр. 5авторы: Augustus Hare - 2005 - Страниц: 360Ограниченный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - Страниц: 866
...are our woes and suflerance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of ere these matchless heights I dare to scan, There is a spot should not be pass'd in vain, as fragile as our clay. 1ЛМХ. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, * Childless and crownless,... | |
 | William Hamilton Maxwell, Hablot Knight Browne - 1842 - Страниц: 326
...marked and the more miserable. " Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day. M The Goth, the Christian, Tune, War, Flood, and Fire, Have dealt upon the seven-hilled city's pride... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1843 - Страниц: 616
...are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The eypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples ! ye, Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - Страниц: 320
...are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - Страниц: 482
...are our woes and sufferance 1 Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
 | Jacob K. Neff - 1845 - Страниц: 642
...are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye, Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
 | Edward Robinson - 1845 - Страниц: 830
...skeleton of her Titanic form." "Come nnd Bee The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless... | |
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...skeleton of her Titanic form." "Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless... | |
 | 1845 - Страниц: 818
...skeleton of her Titanic form." " Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - Страниц: 492
...are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
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