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... Childe Harold's pilgrimage - Сторінка 235автори: George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| 1839 - 536 стор.
...Italy, the queen of Europe, the conqueress of the world. — The ' lone mother of dead empires,' " The Niobe of nations ! There she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe !" Time has been, that her senators were princes of the earth ; that pleading nations came to receive... | |
| 1871 - 608 стор.
...to thce, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. \\hat are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress,...your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye I "Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. ***** ' Arches... | |
| Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 580 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." These beautiful lines embody the sentiment, with which every feeling mind must contemplate Rome. I... | |
| Rembrandt Peale - 1839 - 276 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. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless wo — * * * * *... | |
| Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 376 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." These beautiful lines embody the sentiment with which every feeling mind must contemplate Rome. I experienced... | |
| 1839 - 914 стор.
...dungeon ! 1839.] THE PILGRIM AMID THE RUINS OF ROME. BY JOHN C. M'CABE. "Come and see The cyprès», he« the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile aa our clay. Childe Harald. 1 am no longer now the artless child, Plucking wild flowers, singing boyhood's... | |
| 1839 - 542 стор.
...Italy, the queen of Europe, the conqueress of the world. — The ' lone mother of dead empires,' " The Niobe of nations ! There she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe !" Time has been, that her senators were princes of the earth ; that -pleading nations came to receive... | |
| Edward Robinson - 1839 - 1050 стор.
...Italy, the queen of Europe, the conqueress of the world. — The ' lone mother of dead empires,' " The Niobe of nations ! There she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe !" Time has been, that her senators were princes of the earth ; that pleading nations came to receive... | |
| 1839 - 536 стор.
...the queen of Europe, the conqueress of the world. — The ' lone mother of dead empires,' " The Niohe of nations ! There she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe !" Time has been, that her senators were princes of the earth ; that pleading nations came to receive... | |
| Diary - 1840 - 616 стор.
...transient gleam from the light of other days—a memory of the past— a dream of former triumphs. D2 ' The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe!' She silently appeals to every heart for sympathy, and awakens a chord of deep and tender feeling in... | |
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