 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 páginas
...schleppt der Welt zcrriss'ne Fessel mit. — 662 • jfo their shut breasts their petty misery* fVhat are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress...hear the owl , and plod your way O'er steps of broken tltrones and temples , Ye .' JJ'Jiose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile... | |
 | 1821 - 746 páginas
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul t be dispensed with ; and, with their naked names...ever. Stripped of all that is imaginative in them, th U at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownlcss,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 páginas
...empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and suilerance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your...is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Kiobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within... | |
 | 1822 - 534 páginas
...of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, bone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are...our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, bear the owl , and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples , ye ! Whose agonies are... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 páginas
...their shut hreasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferanee ? Come and see Whose agonics are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niohe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and erownless, in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn within... | |
 | Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824 - 400 páginas
...Harold , lorsque la princesse Charlotte mourut. Elle était l'espoir de l'Angleterre : elle anWhose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands , Childless and erownless , in her voiceless woe; An einpty... | |
 | 1825 - 504 páginas
...striking passages. 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. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 páginas
...we part. LXXV1II. 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 sec The cypress, hear the owl, aud plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye! Whose... | |
 | 874 páginas
...how perishing are the mightiest monuments of man's boasting pride ! Tnink — — — " As you j>lod your way, O'er steps of broken thrones and temples,...Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at your feet, as fragile as your clay." You never so fully realize the impression that you are in ancient... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 170 páginas
...orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breast their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance...stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woes^ An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago; The Scipio's... | |
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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... 
