| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 стор.
...misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way 700 O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose...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; 705 An empty... | |
| John Izard Middleton, Lynn Robertson - 1997 - 236 стор.
...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,...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1817 Contents Foreword George D. Terry xi Acknowledgments xiii... | |
| Tina Beattie - 2002 - 240 стор.
...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,...day A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. Alas! the lofty city! and alas! The trebly hundred triumphs! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's... | |
| Paolo Chiarini, Walter Hinderer - 2006 - 500 стор.
...petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see Thy cypress, hear the owl, and plod thy way O'er Steps of broken thrones and temples. Ye!...agonies are evils of a day A world is at our feet äs fragile äs our clay. (78) Byron ist weit entfernt von jeglicher Moralisierung der Ruinen, ja,... | |
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