...again The martyr's pile. Rome ! Rome ! Thou art the same, And e'er wilt be. ESGS CHAPTER XVI. " Go thou to Rome, at once the paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness." — Shelley's Adonais. " The orphans of the heart do turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires." —...

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...waged contention with their time's decay, And of the past are all that cannot pass away. XLIX. Go thou to Rome,— at once the Paradise, The grave, the city,...And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, 435 And flowering weeds and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness, Pass, till the...

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...with their time's decay, And of the paat are all that cannot pass away. Go thou to Rome, — at onoe the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness...infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowera along the grass is spread ; And grey walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow...

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...waged contention with their times' tjecay, And of the past are all that cannot pass away. XLIX. Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness ; Arid where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress...

...looked forward to a visit to Italy with fond anticipation, and before he started he read much about Rome, " At once the paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness : Where wrecks like shattered mountains rise." The novels he produced after this period were " Dombey...

...and surmounted by a cross. The view from the top is very fine. Close by is the PROTESTANT CEMETERY. " The spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access. " The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. " It might...