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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... "
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1821
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Notes of foreign travel

Jacob B. Wood - 1852 - 173 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 crownless, in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipio's...

McGuffey's Newly Revised Rhetorical Guide, Or, Fifth Reader of the Eclectic ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 480 oldal
...fires, and a spell that charms, I guide them to victory !" PlBCIvAl. LESSON CCXXVII. ROME. 1. TH« +Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and...The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchers are tenantless Of their heroic dwellers ; dost thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness?...

Notes of a Twelve Years' Voyage of Discovery in the First Six Books of the Eneis

James Henry - 1853 - 586 oldal
...must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut hreasts their petty misery. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands Childless...withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long- ago." Childe Harold's Pilgrim. IV. 78 4- 79. Pity, that Lord Byron was not equal to sustain this unusually...

Notes of a Twelve Years' Voyage of Discovery in the First Six Books of the Eneis

James Henry - 1853 - 586 oldal
...thee, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. The Kiobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless,...withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ag'o." Ch il,lc IfaroMs PUgrtm. IV. 78 4- 79. Pity, that Lord Byron was not equal to sustain this unusually...

Notes of a twelve years' voyage of discovery in the first six books of the Eneis

James Henry - 1853
...their shut breasts their petty misery. The Niobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crowuless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago." Childe Harold's file/rim. IV. 78 4- 79. Pity, that Lord Byron was not equal to sustain this unusually...

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1853 - 311 oldal
...and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at onr feet as fragile as onr clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands,* ' Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty nrn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dnst was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains...

Selections from the writings of lord Byron, by a clergyman [W. Elwin].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. HOME. 37 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 Seipios' tomb contains no ashes now ;...

Memories Over the Water: Or, Stray Thoughts on a Long Stroll

Henry Maney - 1854 - 329 oldal
...at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! There she stands Childless and crownlcss in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago." Again crossing the Tiber, by the " Ponte Molle," built upon the foundation of the ancient "Pons Milvius,"...

The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1071 oldal
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A, world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. Ũ wo, An empty urn, within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's...

Childe Harold's pilgrimage

Lord Byron - 1854
...day—- A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, 1 Childless and 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 f The...




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