 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 pàgines
...empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance? Come anil see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of brokeii thrones and temples, ye Whose .iconics arc evils of a day! — Л world is at our fei'l as... | |
 | Wilhelm Mueller - 1830 - 444 pàgines
...orphans of the heart mast tarn to Hire, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod jour way O'er steps of broken throne« and temples, ye! *J 9ÍUCÍ) Xireiter'S Ueberfe$ung im jweiten... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 376 pàgines
...to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. AVTiat are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress,...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. < LXXIX. - The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 290 pàgines
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and sea 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 358 pàgines
...thee, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. "What are onr woes and sufferance ? 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 pàgines
...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...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 pàgines
...orphans of the heart must turn to thec, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay, LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An... | |
 | 1833 - 588 pàgines
...of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mi-Hi 1 ' of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance...— 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 ; An empty... | |
 | William Brockedon - 1833 - 332 pàgines
...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...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." Childe Harold, canto iv. st 152 and 78. THIS fine view of Rome, taken from above the Porta di Santo... | |
 | William Brockedon - 1833 - 356 pàgines
...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...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." Childe Harold, canto iv. st 152 and 78. THIS fine view of Rome, taken from above the Porte di Santo... | |
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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... 
