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.]

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 I am at Rome I fast as the Romans do; when I am at Milan I
do not read more

When I am at Rome I fast as the Romans do; when I am at Milan I
do not fast. So likewise you, whatever church you come to,
observe the custom of the place, if you would neither give
offence to others, nor take offence from them.

When I am at Rome, I fast on a Saturday: when I am at Milan I do
not. Do read more

When I am at Rome, I fast on a Saturday: when I am at Milan I do
not. Do the same. Follow the custom of the church where you
are.

Cease to admire the smoke, wealth, and noise of prosperous Rome.
[Lat., Omitte mirari beatae
Fumum et read more

Cease to admire the smoke, wealth, and noise of prosperous Rome.
[Lat., Omitte mirari beatae
Fumum et opes strepitumque Romae.]

Now conquering Rome doth conquered Rome inter,
And she the vanquished is, and vanquisher.
To show us read more

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.

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

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!