 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 your...  Blackwood's Magazine - Сторінка 2241818Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Russell - 1846 - 420 стор.
...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...— 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 стор.
...misery. What are our woes and sufferance PCome and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way 0>r steps of broken thrones and temples, ye ! Whose agonies...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, (1) Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 848 стор.
...control lu their .Mint breasts their putty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and sec ` e cvili of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. Ilie Niobo of nations ! there... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 стор.
...and control In their shut breasts their petty raUcry. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see the Opera, and sent the next morning to the printer, with a request to LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands. * Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An... | |
 | 1847 - 606 стор.
...heroic in history. Voice» from her broken arches and her mouldering walls seem to say, " Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and columns, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day; A world is at your feel, a? fragile as your clay." Summoned... | |
 | 1847 - 602 стор.
...Come and see The cypress, hear tne owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and columns, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day; A world is at your feet, as fragile us your clay." Summoned by these voices, or seeking alleviation from private... | |
 | Samuel Eliot - 1849 - 576 стор.
...characteristics of the era we have passed. CHAPTER XI. CONQUEST AND CONDITION OF ITALY. " Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples! " BYRON, Childe Harold, IT. 78. "They are no more than links in.tho chain winding round the world."... | |
 | John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1850 - 750 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...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands,"1 Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 318 стор.
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance 7 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... | |
 | 1850 - 418 стор.
...anil control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and sc« The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones nnd temples. Yet Wliuse agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.... | |
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