 Oh, 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...  The Complete Poetical Works of Lord Byron - Strana 66podľa George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - Počet stránok 1055Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | 1818 - Počet stránok 638
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are...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... | |
 | 1818 - Počet stránok 806
...us a translation of an EJegy, by William Augustus Schle, 78. Oh Rome! my country! city of the'soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...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. 79. The Niobe of... | |
 | 1818 - Počet stránok 574
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are...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... | |
 | 1818 - Počet stránok 502
...subject seems so well calculated to have excited. Lxxvin. Oh Rome ! my Country ! City of the Soul ! The Orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...misery. What are our woes and sufferance •' Come and ssx The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your my O'er step* of broken thrones and temples, ye f Whose... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - Počet stránok 466
...Yet fare thee well — upon Socrate's ridge we part. LXXVIII. Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must, turn to thee," Lone...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. LXX1X. The Niobe... | |
 | 1821 - Počet stránok 746
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul Iy e ( , ^6 &wd } V^ 9 y B c$ g, 54ʏ 1^ g }` # R l d O y H 8DS @ L ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world U at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations... | |
 | 1825 - Počet stránok 504
...us take, for example, one of his most striking passages. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Počet stránok 906
...Yet fare thee well—upon Soracte's ridge we part. LXXV1II. Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...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, ye! Whose... | |
 | Willard Phillips - 1826 - Počet stránok 194
...striking passages. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to tliee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their...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... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - Počet stránok 888
...pours forth the following gloomy, but grand, apostrophe : Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...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... | |
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