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" The Niobe of nations, — there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios... "
The Eclectic Review - 50. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1818
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Rome, as it was Under Paganism, and as it Became Under the Popes

John Miley - 1843 - 382 oldal
...giants ; where myriads of the slain have been left to rot and bleach under the torrid sun. CHAPTER II. " The Niobe of nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe." Childe Harold, cant. iv. " Quid salvum est si Roma perit ?" S. Hieron. Ep. xi. ad Ageruchiam. WHEN...

Southern Quarterly Review, 6. kötet

Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1844 - 564 oldal
...beneath her, and around her, all is a sepulchre,^ where the conqueror is entombed with the conquered. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios'...

The Biblical repositor (and quarterly observer) [afterw.] The American ...

Edward Robinson - 1845 - 830 oldal
...and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and...hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantlces Of'their heroic dwellers."...

The Biblical Repository and Classical Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 818 oldal
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and...hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers."...

The Biblical Repository and Classical Review

1845 - 816 oldal
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile ae our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and...hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers."...

The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ...

William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 oldal
...and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless...hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago. The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers :...

An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors. To ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 oldal
...and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless...urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantlcss Of...

Letters from Italy

Joel Tyler Headley - 1845 - 240 oldal
...paused, and turning toward the city, now dim in the smoky distance, bade it a long, last farewell. • " There she stands, Childless and crownless, in her...withered hands Whose holy dust was scattered long ago." Stopping to breakfast, about 12 o'clock, at a small inn, I wandered off in the fields. On returning,...

The Modern Poetical Speaker; Or, a Collection of Pieces Adapted for ...

Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 oldal
...fame it be), This heart, my own dear mother, bends, With love's true instinct, back to thee ! MOOBE. ROME. THE Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ;...

The Army and Navy of America: Containing a View of the Heroic Adventures ...

Jacob K. Neff - 1845 - 642 oldal
...and temples, ye, Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless...crownless, in her voiceless woe, An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ;...




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