The Goth, the Christian--Time--War--Flood, and Fire,[460]
Have dealt upon the seven-hilled City's pride;
She saw her glories star by star expire,[nn]
And up the steep Monarchs ride,
Where the car climbed the Capitol;[461] far and wide
Temple and tower went down, nor left a site:
Chaos of ruins!
Have dealt upon the seven-hilled City's pride;
She saw her glories star by star expire,[nn]
And up the steep Monarchs ride,
Where the car climbed the Capitol;[461] far and wide
Temple and tower went down, nor left a site:
Chaos of ruins!
Byron
