Francesco Dall'Ongaro quotes

Poor is he who in traitor doth confide : Never shall snow-clad land good grain provide. Poor she who in deserter faith doth show : Never shall flowers on withered branches grow. (Francesco Dall'Ongaro)
Slowly doth bud, and slowly doth mature The woodland oak, yet doth long time endure. Lashed by the winds, her leaves around she steews, But, the wind passed, her beauty she renews. View quote
Francesco Dall'Ongaro
Too many for the fruit cut down the tree, And find their gain in world-wide misery. View quote
Francesco Dall'Ongaro
Free is the vote, the right inviolate, But victory falls to him whose aim is straight. View quote
Francesco Dall'Ongaro
All roads alike may lead us unto Rome. View quote
Francesco Dall'Ongaro
Life has two wings : one, sorrow; one, delight; Love gives it pinions, God directs its flight. View quote
Francesco Dall'Ongaro