 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 your way O'er steps of broken thrones and...  Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt - Сторінка 230автори: George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1869 - 329 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1818 - 638 стор.
...controul In their 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...— 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 ; An empty urn... | |
 | 1818 - 762 стор.
...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...day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and cruwnless, in her voiceless woe; An empty... | |
 | 1818 - 806 стор.
...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 your way O'er...day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - 648 стор.
...again < The Goddess lives in stone and fills The air around with beauty ; and, finally, to Rome. ' The Niobe of Nations ! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ;... | |
 | 1818 - 502 стор.
...temples, ye f Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at your feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands. Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands. Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contain* no ashes now ;... | |
 | 1818 - 574 стор.
...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...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ;... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - 396 стор.
...examination must be made the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. Stanza LXXVIII. Come and set. The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may inquire what previous instruction or... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - 600 стор.
...must be made the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. 50 Stanza LXXVIII. Come and see TJie cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may enquire what previous instruction or... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - 624 стор.
...the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. Stanza LXXVIII. Come and see TJte cypress, Jtear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may enquire what previous instruction or-... | |
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