mourning-mother

Updated: August 14, 2026

Here, everything awakens the soul and inspires the affections the trees, the waters, the hills, the skies, are those of Athens! fair, though mourning-mother of the Poetry and the Wisdom of the World. In my hall I see the marble faces of my ancestors. In the Ceramicus, I survey their tombs! In the streets, I behold the hand of Phidias and the soul of Pericles.

Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton - Last Days of Pompeii