 | 1818 - 638 стор.
...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 and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - 648 стор.
...where once again < The Goddess lives in stone and fills The air around with beauty ; and, finally, to Rome. ' 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 Scipio's tomb... | |
 | 1818 - 574 стор.
...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 and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb... | |
 | 1818 - 806 стор.
...temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. 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 scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb... | |
 | 1818 - 502 стор.
...temples, ye f Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at your feet as fragile as our clay. 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' tomb... | |
 | 1819 - 884 стор.
...temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a clay — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. , The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, \Vhose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios tomb... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 стор.
...Ye ! "Whose agonies are evils of a day^ — . A world is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. LXX1X. 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 scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb... | |
 | 1821 - 444 стор.
...considered spurious. 25 — SEXAGES1MA SUNDAY. See SEPTUAGESIMA, p. 40. * — . 1798. — THE FRENCH ENTERED ROME. 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' tomb... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 стор.
...Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. The Kiobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb... | |
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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... 
