 Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms, Take thou in charge this day ! ' So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back Plunged headlong in the tide.  Critical and Miscellaneous Essays - Стр. 348авторы: Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - Страниц: 626
...Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray,...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb surprise,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...The white porch of his home; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Koine: "O Tiber! Father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms. Take tliou in charge this day!" So he spake, and, speaking, sheathed The good sword by his side, And. with... | |
 | 1842 - Страниц: 416
...round, sees the white porch of his home on Mount Palatine, and thus supplicates the Roman river — " ' Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray,...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb surprise,... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - Страниц: 142
...career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. 87. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. 60. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - Страниц: 206
...false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. " Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thec to our grace." 58. Round turned he, as not deigning...And with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. 60. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - Страниц: 604
...The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That roll a by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray,...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bunk ; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - Страниц: 624
...home ; And he spake to the nohle river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber! father Tiber I To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb surprise,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - Страниц: 606
...Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, ' A Roman's life, a Roman's arrns,^ Take thou in charge this day !" So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side,... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Страниц: 108
...Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray,...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb surprise,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 558
...The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " O Tiber ! father Tiber '. To whom the Romans pray, A...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes in dumb surprise,... | |
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