 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1843 - 626 pages
...home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...his home; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Koine: "O Tiber! Father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms. Take tliou in charge this day!" So he spake, and, speaking, sheathed The good sword by his side, And. with... | |
 | English literature - 1842 - 416 pages
...his home on Mount Palatine, and thus supplicates the Roman river — " ' Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes. Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapt'rous... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew - American periodicals - 1843 - 604 pages
...home ; And he spake to the noble river That roll a by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, ' A Roman's life, a Roman's...tide. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bunk ; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stnnd gazing where... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - English poetry - 1843 - 142 pages
...home; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. 59. " Oh, Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. 60. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb surprise, With... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - Great Britain - 1843 - 438 pages
...home; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. 59. " Oh, Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...And, with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong iu the tide. 60. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank; But friends and foes in dumb... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - 606 pages
...of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, ' A Roman's life, a Roman's arrns,^ Take thou in charge this day !" So he spake, and speaking...harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. J No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank ; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, With... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - Armada, 1588 - 1843 - 206 pages
...sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back, Plunged headlong in the tide. 60. No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank...surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " Oh, Tiber ! father Tiber ! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome. " O Tiber ! father Tiber '. To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's...surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank: And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous... | |
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Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms, Take thou in charge this day ! ' So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back Plunged headlong in the tide. 
