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...
Outlines of History: Illustrated by Numerous Geographical and Historical ... - Página 755
de Marcius Willson - 1854 - 845 páginas
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