 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - Liczba stron: 312
...colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone, and all is gray. ROME. OH Home ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the...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 steps... | |
 | Jacob K. Neff - 1845 - Liczba stron: 642
...natural protectors, and by the indignities offered by a rude, heartless and mercenary soldiery ! " Oh, Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...empires ! and control, In their shut breasts, their pithy misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - Liczba stron: 494
...itself it fell. Yes! self-abasement paved the way To villain-bonds and despot sway. LESSON CVII. Rome. O ROME ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and contrpl In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The... | |
 | Sophia Briggs - 1845 - Liczba stron: 988
...THREE VOLUMES. VOL. III. LONDON SAUNDERS AND OTLEY, CONDUIT STREET. 1845. THE GITANA. CHAPTER I. " Oh, Rome ! my country ! — city of the soul ! The...heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires." BTRON. " Italia! 0 Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty." BTRON. HE stood in the eternal... | |
 | Francis Patrick Kenrick (abp. of Baltimore.) - 1845 - Liczba stron: 498
...inspired the poet with his loftiest strains, and was to him a haven in which he might rest securely. " 0 Rome, my country, city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee !''f Torquatus Tasso, whose muse rivals that of Homer, twice repaired to Rome, where he closed his... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1846 - Liczba stron: 310
...a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone, and all is gray. ROME. OH Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and sea The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps... | |
 | William Russell - 1846 - Liczba stron: 420
...can be easily and exactly executed in orotund style. • Pathos* and Sublimity. Borne. — Byron. ' 0 Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...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 steps... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - Liczba stron: 880
...heart. Yet fare thee well — upon Soracte's ridge we part Ob Rome ! my country : city of the soul 1 m, a n raUcry. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way... | |
 | 1847 - Liczba stron: 726
...command ! — And be with a world's curses crown'd !" ITALY AND PIUS IX. BY GF SECCHI DE CASALI. О Rome ! my country ! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee ! — BYRON. IT is now nearly thirty-two years since a congress of sovereigns assembled in the Austrian... | |
 | 1847 - Liczba stron: 724
...command ! — And be with a world's curses crown'd !" ITALY AND P IUS IX. BY GF SECCHI DE CASALI. О Rome ! my country ! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee ! — BYKOX. IT is now nearly thirty-two years since a congress of sovereigns assembled in the Austrian... | |
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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... 
