 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 way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye!  The works, of ... lord Byron - Stran 36avtor: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 170 strani
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a 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 woes^ An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago; The Scipio's... | |
 | Wilkins Tannehill - 1827 - 354 strani
...' , The cypress, heaf the "owl, and plod your way • • . «»• O'r steps of broken thronesand temples. Ye! * ,' Whose agonies are evils of a day..., 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827 - 888 strani
...anil see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken throne* aud temples, yt- ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile us our clay. LXX1X. The Niobe of ñauóos ! there she blau it«, Childless and crowolcse, in her voiceless... | |
 | 1827 - 590 strani
...with all this magnificence. Byron personifies Rome as the " lone mother of dead empires," and says The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless. in her voiceless wo ; An empty nrn within her wither'd hands, — and calls upon mortals to restrain their " petty misery"... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 strani
...their petty misery. What 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,...— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn... | |
 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 strani
...their petty misery. What 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....— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 strani
...temples, ye Whose .iconics arc evils of a day! — Л world is at our fei'l as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scattcr'd long ago; The Scipins' tomb contains no ashes now; 4'... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - 780 strani
...and plod your way O'er step* of hroken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are eviU of ad:iy ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXX1X. The Jiiohf of nations! there she stands. Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An emply urn wirhin... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 strani
...and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — 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 within her wither'd handa, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios'... | |
 | Thomas Roscoe - 1830 - 398 strani
...Imelda's attendants found her a corpse, embracing that of her beloved Bonifazio." ROME. THE PONTE SI8TO. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands. Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago: The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The... | |
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