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" 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 shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod... "
The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron - الصفحة 152
بواسطة George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, المجلد 30

1818 - عدد الصفحات: 638
...to answer, only as it may be spoken to them by the mournful breezes of the surrounding desolation. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see...

Literary Gazette and Journal of Belles Lettres, Arts, Sciences, Etc, المجلد 2

William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Frederick Arnold, John Morley, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 862
...preceding poems from the same source, and which this subject seems so "well [calculated to have excited. Oh Rome '. my Country ! City of the Soul ! The Orphans...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,...

Spirit of the English Magazines, المجلد 3

1818 - عدد الصفحات: 502
...poems from the same source, and which this subject seems so well calculated to have excited. Lxxvin. Oh Rome ! my Country ! City of the Soul ! The Orphans...mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance •' Come and ssx The cypress, hear the...

The British review and London critical journal

1818 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...will conclude our extracts ; which, though numerous, will not, we think, be thought too numerous. " Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans...must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 3

1818 - عدد الصفحات: 806
...us a translation of an EJegy, by William Augustus Schle, 78. 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 shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl,...

The works of ... lord Byron, المجلدات 7-8

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...Awakening without wounding the touch'd heart, Yet fare thee well — upon Socrate's ridge we part. LXXVIII. Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans...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,...

Hermes; oder kritisches Jahrbuch der Literatur, المجلدات 1-2

1819 - عدد الصفحات: 884
...£efer¿, Ьоф mciüíid; oerfagt er e$ ftd), ben (S'mbrucf weitet ju treibea ali nfc¡i;tg war. ,,Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans...heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires I and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woei and sufferance? Come and...

The works, of ... lord Byron, المجلد 7

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 176
...fare thee well — upon Soracte's ridge we part. LXXVI1F. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul f The orphans of the heart must turn to thee', Lone mother of dead empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see...

The Literary Panorama and National Register, المجلد 8

1819 - عدد الصفحات: 950
...there is a mixture of pathos and sublimity worthy of the subject ; and we cannot give it higher praise. Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart nuibtturn to ther, Lone mother of dead em pires! and coutruul lu their shut breasts their petty uiiseiy....

Briefe an eine deutsche Edelfrau über die neuesten englischen Dichter

Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 796
...661 Seine Elegie über Rom in dem 4ten Canto von ChiUe Harold ist eine der schönsten, die ich kenne. Oh Rome! my country , city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn lt> thee, JLons mother of dead empires ! and control Der Krieger wacht noch eb' der Morgen blinkt....




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