 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...  Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt - Página 208de George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 339 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 páginas
...and control Tn their shut breasts their putty misery. Л¥Ьа1 are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations! there she stands,(1) Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 356 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...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. I 1 [Lord Byron's prepossession against Horace is not without a parallel. It was not till released... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 982 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 — Л world is at our feet as fragile as oar clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations! there she stands,(l)... | |
 | Rebecca Hey - 1837 - 386 páginas
...what mournful grace, does it throw over the architectural remains of ancient Rome ! • " come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples." " Cypress and ivy, weed and wall-flower grown Matted and mass'd together, hillocks heap'd On what were... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 352 páginas
...! and control In their shut hreasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferanee ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of hroken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile... | |
 | 1871 - 608 páginas
...! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. \\hat are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod 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 Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 340 páginas
...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 way O'er...— 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... | |
 | Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 580 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...— 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 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...— 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 — * * * * *... | |
 | 1839 - 914 páginas
...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... | |
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