 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.  The Idler in Italy - Сторінка 47автори: Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1818 - 762 стор.
...Augustus Schler 78. Oh Rome! my country! city of the loul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to 1 1 ice. Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are oar woe< and sutteranee ? Come and ice The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken... | |
 | 1818 - 502 стор.
...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... | |
 | William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Frederick Arnold, John Morley, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin - 1818 - 862 стор.
...this subject seems so "well [calculated to have excited. Oh Rome '. my Country ! City of the Soul ! The Orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, nnd plod your way O'er steps... | |
 | Heron - 1821 - 944 стор.
...shape my course towards Rome," replied lord Ashbourne. " Tiie orphans of the henrt must turn to thrr-, Lone mother of dead empires, and control In their shut breasts their petty misery." As. he spoke thus, his eye involuntarily turned towards Julia Rivers, to whom the whole of this conversation... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 стор.
...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 our woes and suilerance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones... | |
 | 1822 - 534 стор.
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, bone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their 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 and temples , ye ! Whose agonies are... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 стор.
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 стор.
...heart, Yet fare thee well — upon Soracte's ridge we part. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! nice's hair In stars adorns the vault of heaven ;...outshine the seven. For, did those eyes as plnnets Conic and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples,... | |
 | Wilkins Tannehill - 1827 - 354 стор.
...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....woes and sufferance? Come and see ' , The cypress, heaf the "owl, and plod your way • • . «»• O'r steps of broken thronesand temples. Ye! * ,'... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 стор.
...upon Soracle's ridge wt- par!. BYRON'S WORKS. LXXVIir. Ob Home ! ray country ! city of the soul i Tlie orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance? Come anil see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps... | |
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