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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!
To Rome for everything.
[Sp., Y a Roma pro todo.]
To Rome for everything.
[Sp., Y a Roma pro todo.]
In tears I tossed my coin from Trevi's edge.
A coin unsordid as a bond of love--
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In tears I tossed my coin from Trevi's edge.
A coin unsordid as a bond of love--
And, with the instinct of the homing dove,
I gave to Rome my rendezvous and pledge.
And when imperious Death
Has quenched my flame of breath,
Oh, let me join the faithful shades that throng that fount above.
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.]
Would that the Roman people had but one neck!
[Lat., Utinam populus Romanus unam cervicem haberet!]
Would that the Roman people had but one neck!
[Lat., Utinam populus Romanus unam cervicem haberet!]
I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray
Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry,
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I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray
Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry,
Whence this excess of joy? What has befallen me?
And from within a thrilling voice replies,
Thou art in Rome! A thousand busy thoughts
Rush on my mind, a thousand images;
And I spring up as girt to run a race!
O Rome! my country! city of the soul!
O Rome! my country! city of the soul!
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.
Now conquering Rome doth conquered Rome inter,
And she the vanquished is, and vanquisher.
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Now conquering Rome doth conquered Rome inter,
And she the vanquished is, and vanquisher.
To show us where she stood there rests alone
Tiber; and that too hastens to be gone.
Learn, hence what fortune can. Towns glide away;
And rivers, which are still in motion, stay.