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.

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

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

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.]

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!

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

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.

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.
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.

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!