 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...  Blackwood's Magazine - Page 2241818Full view - About this book
 | 1871 - 608 pages
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. \\hat are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye I "Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. ***** ' Arches... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 340 pages
...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 way O'er...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." These beautiful lines embody the sentiment, with which every feeling mind must contemplate Rome; I... | |
 | Rembrandt Peale - 1839 - 276 pages
...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 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 wo — * * * * *... | |
 | Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 580 pages
...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 way O'er...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." These beautiful lines embody the sentiment, with which every feeling mind must contemplate Rome. I... | |
 | 1839 - 914 pages
...dungeon ! 1839.] THE PILGRIM AMID THE RUINS OF ROME. BY JOHN C. M'CABE. "Come and see The cyprès», he« the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones...evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile aa our clay. Childe Harald. 1 am no longer now the artless child, Plucking wild flowers, singing boyhood's... | |
 | H. M. Melford - 1841 - 466 pages
...and control, In their shut breast their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. (Byron's Don Juan.) I. To DOUBT, 2. QUESTION. 1. S3e5nmfeln , in S^eifeí äicl;en; 2. bfjtretfcln,... | |
 | Joshua Horner - 1841 - 162 pages
...breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owlf and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and...day,— A world Is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations I there she stands, Childless and crownless, in the voiceless woe; An empty urn... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 pages
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see e more — Л world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 pages
...and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and suflerance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 1ЛМХ. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, * Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ;... | |
 | William Hamilton Maxwell, Hablot Knight Browne - 1842 - 326 pages
...pomp of human greatness, the fall will only be the more marked and the more miserable. " Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er...and temples, ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day. M The Goth, the Christian, Tune, War, Flood, and Fire, Have dealt upon the seven-hilled city's pride... | |
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