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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... "
Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. - Seite 153
von George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832
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The Liberty of Rome: A History, Band 2

Samuel Eliot - 1849
...preparation in the 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."...
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A Hand-book for Travellers in Central Italy: Including the Papal States ...

John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1850 - 684 Seiten
...St. Peter's. "Oh Tïomo! my country! city of the soul! 1 The orphans of the heart must turn tothee. Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their...— 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...
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An Essay on Elocution: with Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 294 Seiten
...ilead empires! 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...— 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...
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Ruins of Sacred and Historic Lands

1850 - 392 Seiten
...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. "The Niobo of nations! there she stands. Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn...
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Ruins of sacred and historic lands. Babylon, Nineveh &c

Ruins - 1852
...once she was : — "Oh 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...— 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...
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Notes of Foreign Travel

Jacob B. Wood - 1852 - 173 Seiten
...fallen 1" *' Oh 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...their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance 1 Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples,...
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Handbook for Travellers in Central Italy ...

John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1853
...country ! city of the soul 1 The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires I and control In their shut breasts their petty misery....your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples I ye, Whose agonies are evils of a day — Л world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1853 - 311 Seiten
...petty misery. What are onr woes and snfferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod yonr way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at onr feet as fragile as onr clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands,* ' Childless and crownless,...
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Pulpit Elocution: Comprising Remarks on the Effect of Manner in Public ...

William Russell - 1853 - 413 Seiten
...Rome. — Byron. " O 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...breasts, their petty misery. What are our woes and suffciiance ? — Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...
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