 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 páginas
...and contrpl 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... | |
 | Edward Robinson - 1845 - 830 páginas
...storm, In the same dust and blackness, and we pass The skeleton of her Titanic form." "Come nnd Bee The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...evils of a day— A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe; An... | |
 | 1845 - 816 páginas
...storm, In the same dual and blackness, and we pass The skeleton of her Titanic form." "Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe ;... | |
 | Thomas Fisher - 1845 - 240 páginas
...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...and temples, Ye, whose agonies are evils of a day." 121 occasionally concentrate our imagination on the most impressive scenes and eras of human annals.... | |
 | William Russell - 1846 - 420 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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 páginas
...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... | |
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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... 
