 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - Broj stranica: 1126
...part. LXXVIII. Oh Borne ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thce, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their...day— 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 wo, An empty... | |
 | Henry Maney - 1854 - Broj stranica: 354
...St. Peter's " Oh I Rome ! my country! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must tarn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their...your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples ! Te Whose agonies are evils of a day, A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - Broj stranica: 1104
...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 - Broj stranica: 378
...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 - Broj stranica: 894
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - Broj stranica: 1126
...part. LXXVUJ. Oh Borne ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to 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, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1854 - Broj stranica: 866
...the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead fmjtiret ! and control In their shut'breasts tlieir petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owlt and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. Ye 1 Whose agonies are evils of a... | |
 | Randal William McGavock - 1854 - Broj stranica: 418
...Papal States. " 0 Rome 1 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." OUR first care, after arriving here, was to look about, inquire, and select suitable apartments, conveniently... | |
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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... 
