 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 стор.
...! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd done. By contemplation's help, not sought in vain, I seem to have lived my childhood ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress ! 711 LXXX The Goth, the Christian, Time, War,... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 692 стор.
...crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago; — The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes...thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress! — Byron — Childe Harold. EXPULSIVE. Lo! the... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 694 стор.
...feet, as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago; — The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes...thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress! — Byron — Childe Harold. EXPULSIVE. Lo! the... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 стор.
...! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd ader's beck and will, All silent Hum flow, Old Tiber, through a marhle wilderness ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 стор.
...woe, An empty urn within her wither'd hands, 703 Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie...thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? 710 Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress. LXXX The Goth, the Christian, Time, War,... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 стор.
...woe, An empty urn within her wither'd hands, 705 Whoso holy dust was scatter'd long ago; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thoti flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? 710 Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 стор.
...there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither 'd f Kise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle 9y Bu(. France her distress. Can tyrants but by tyrants conquerM... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 828 стор.
...! there she stands, Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her wither'd Uretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear,...scorched with exceeding heat" His reign of peace up ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress. 711 The Goth, the Christian, Time, War, Flood,... | |
 | 1916 - 792 стор.
...wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; ' The children of Niobe were slain by Apollo. beams of war ! There, silent, ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress. 711 The Goth, the Christian, Time, War, Flood,... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 стор.
...empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago; _J 456 457 TheScipios' 0 = ĉ ӄ O W ... R ǀ a ̖ 3"P 1916 - Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress. 711 The Goth, the Christian, Time, War, Flood,... | |
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Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress. 
