 | Martin John Spalding - 1847 - 414 стор.
...God's chosen work. While, of the former, existing in her melancholy ruins, we may sav with the poet: "The Niobe of nations, there she stands Childless and crownless in her voiceless woe;" we must say of the latter, that, instead of being childless and crownless, she reckons now, after centuries... | |
 | 1847 - 312 стор.
...shout aloud for ]oy ! " 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... | |
 | William Russell - 1849 - 320 стор.
...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!"... | |
 | Thomas Roscoe - 1849 - 560 стор.
...Méditerranée. La Villa a quelquefois servi de ferme : elle appartient au roi de Naples. ITALY. " The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe." BYRON. THE bridge called the Ponte Sisto was constructed during the pontificate of Sixtus IV., from... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 318 стор.
...thrones 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 withereil hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains... | |
 | 1850 - 418 стор.
...Yet Wliuse agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. "The Niobo 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 apo; The Scipios' tomb contains no... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1851 - 352 стор.
...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. 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 contains... | |
 | Ruins - 1852 - 464 стор.
...thrones 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 Scipios' tomb contains... | |
 | Jacob B. Wood - 1852 - 192 стор.
...thrones 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 wo ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipio's... | |
 | James Henry - 1853 - 616 стор.
...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 and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long- ago." Childe Harold's Pilgrim. IV.... | |
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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... 
