 | 1843 - 826 стор.
...Lone mother of dread empires, and control In their shut breasts their petty misery." » • » « " The Niobe of Nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe, An empty uni within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago." • * » " Dost ihou... | |
 | John Heneage Jesse - 1843 - 432 стор.
...must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. 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... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1844 - 564 стор.
...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'... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 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 Scipio's tomb... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 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 scattered long ago. The Scipios' tomb... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 374 стор.
...shout, shout aloud for joy ! " Fear: — "With noiseless foot she treads the marble floor." Grief: — " The Niobe of nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe/ " " Oh ! pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers ! "... | |
 | 1845 - 818 стор.
...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 scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb... | |
 | 1845 - 816 стор.
...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 crownless in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 стор.
...roll, A sigh, a tear, so sweet, he wish'd not to control. 212 THE AMERICAN SPEAKER. 82. DESCRIPTION OF ROME. THE Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago : The Scipios'... | |
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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... 
