| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 頁
...thec, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress,...your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Yc ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — i world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1104 頁
...thro, .Lone mother of dead empires ! ¿nd control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress,...your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Yc ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — 1 world is at our feet as fragüe as our clay. LXXIX. The... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 378 頁
...part. LX XVIII. 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...petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come smd see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye !... | |
| Marcius Willson - 1854 - 894 頁
...country! city of the eoul I The orphans of Ihe heart must turn to Ihee, Lone mnthcr of dead empires 1 and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and ftee The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way o'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose... | |
| Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 頁
...sufferanee ? Come and see The eypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones an£ temples, ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our elay. Byron's Childe Harold. Italy! — the grave And resurreetion of the slave. Bailey's Featus. Soft... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1856 - 376 頁
...part. LXXVIII. 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. LXXVI. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands,1 Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe... | |
| Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 頁
...JOHNSON. ROME. 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...your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. Ye f Whose agonies are evils of a day, — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - 1856 - 312 頁
...it gray. ROME. 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...misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and gea The cypress, hear (he owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1857 - 444 頁
...RUINS OF ROME. 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...— A world is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. The Ni'o-bc of nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe; An empty urn... | |
| Salem Town - 1857 - 524 頁
...ROME. — BYROB 1. 0 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. • Tem'ple, the celebrated Jewish temple at Jerusalem, In which the Jews bnld their religious services.... | |
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