 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...  Southern Literary Messenger - Σελίδα 1461839Πλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 σελίδες
...shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and suilerance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Kiobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
 | 1821 - 746 σελίδες
...their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear { l R U at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownlcss,... | |
 | 1822 - 534 σελίδες
...shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, bear the owl , and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...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 woe... | |
 | Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824 - 400 σελίδες
...Harold , lorsque la princesse Charlotte mourut. Elle était l'espoir de l'Angleterre : elle anWhose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands , Childless and erownless , in her voiceless... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 σελίδες
...their shut hreasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferanee ? Come and see Whose agonics are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niohe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and erownless, in her voiceless... | |
 | 1825 - 454 σελίδες
...shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...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 woe... | |
 | 1825 - 504 σελίδες
...shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...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 wo... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 σελίδες
...breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and sec The cypress, hear the owl, aud plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples,...evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless... | |
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...how perishing are the mightiest monuments of man's boasting pride ! Tnink — — — " As you j>lod your way, O'er steps of broken thrones and temples,...Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at your feet, as fragile as your clay." You never so fully realize the impression that you are in ancient... | |
 | Willard Phillips - 1826 - 194 σελίδες
...shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ! Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...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 wo... | |
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