 | 1818 - Страниц: 638
...turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The...— 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... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 762
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are oar woe< and sutteranee ? Come and ice The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and cruwnless, in her voiceless woe; An empty... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 806
...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...day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 574
...turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The...— 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... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - Страниц: 648
...again < The Goddess lives in stone and fills The air around with beauty ; and, finally, to Rome. ' The Niobe of Nations ! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ;... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - Страниц: 596
...detailed examination must be made the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. 50 Stanza LXXVIII. Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may enquire what previous instruction or... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 502
...temples, ye f Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at your feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands. Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands. Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contain* no ashes now ;... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - Страниц: 396
...examination must be made the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. Stanza LXXVIII. Come and set. The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may inquire what previous instruction or... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - Страниц: 600
...must be made the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. 50 Stanza LXXVIII. Come and see TJie cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may enquire what previous instruction or... | |
 | John Cam Hobhouse Baron Broughton - 1818 - Страниц: 624
...the study rather of a life than of a casual visit. Stanza LXXVIII. Come and see TJte cypress, Jtear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. The traveller who is neither very young nor very incurious, may enquire what previous instruction or-... | |
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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... 
