 | 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...urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of... | |
 | 1818 - 762 стор.
...cruwnless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whole holy dust was scatter 'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres he tenantless Of their heroic dwellers : dost thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness ?... | |
 | 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...hands. Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contain* no ashes now ; The very seputehrea lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers :... | |
 | 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...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 tenantless Of... | |
 | DAVID WILLISON - 1818 - 572 стор.
...woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie...thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness ? Hise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress ! The Goth, the Christian Time, War, Flood,... | |
 | 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...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 contains no ashes now ;... | |
 | 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...urn within her withered hands , Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ; 58 The very sepulchres lie tenantless... | |
 | 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...voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, \Vhose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 стор.
...temples , 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...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; l4... | |
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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... 
