Where Tiber rolls majestic to the main,
And flattens, as he runs, the fair campagne.
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With queenly tread;
Thou hast proud fanes above
Thy mighty dead.
Yet wears thy Tiber's shore
A mournful mien:-
Rome, Rome, thou art no more
As thou hast been.
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RGB: 169 213 190
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RGB: 255 183 158
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RGB: 206 221 198
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RGB: 239 236 195
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after
Ends life, kills laughter.