Rome, Rome, thou art no more
As thou hast been!
On thy seven hills of yore
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Rome, Rome, thou art no more
As thou hast been!
On thy seven hills of yore
Thou sat'st a queen.

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

You cheer my heart, who build as if Rome would be eternal.

You cheer my heart, who build as if Rome would be eternal.

Rome was not built in a day.

Rome was not built in a day.

I had rather be a dog and bay the moon
Than such a Roman.

I had rather be a dog and bay the moon
Than such a Roman.

All roads lead to Rome, but our antagonists think we should
choose different paths.
[Fr., Tous chemins vont read more

All roads lead to Rome, but our antagonists think we should
choose different paths.
[Fr., Tous chemins vont a Rome; ainsi nos concurrents
Crurent pouvoir choisir des sentiers differents.]

See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
With nodding arches, read more

See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
With nodding arches, broken temples spread!
The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!

Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

When you are at Rome, do as you see.
[Sp., Cuando a Roma fueres, haz como vieres.]

When you are at Rome, do as you see.
[Sp., Cuando a Roma fueres, haz como vieres.]