 | William Russell - 1855 - 310 стор.
...aloud for joy ! " Fear:—" With noiseless foot she treads the marble floor." Grief:—" The Niohe 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!"... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 стор.
...thrones and temples. Ye f 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... | |
 | George Oliver - 1856 - 398 стор.
...breast to every storm ; and appears, in its utter desolation, to lament the downfall of its glories. 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. Braos. LECTURE X. ON THE FORM... | |
 | William Ross Wallace - 1856 - 192 стор.
...towers, teaching with a potent, though mute eloquence, the vanity of human ambition and pride — " 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." And yet to many a traveller,... | |
 | Salem Town - 1857 - 524 стор.
...triumvirate. In 53 iC, ho perished, with a great part of his army, in an expedition against the Parthians. 2. The Niobe * of nations ! there she stands. Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withered hands, Who.-e holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipios* t tomb contains... | |
 | 1859 - 664 стор.
...imperial Rome, the ' lonely mother of dead empires," in the language of a British lord and bard : " 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, " And will not the time come... | |
 | Rand - 1857 - 344 стор.
...crownless ' Niobe of Nations,' as Byron calls her." " I know," said Bob, " I say it at school : — ' The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless, and crownless in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her withcr'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago.' " " Yes, Bob; and those lines,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 444 стор.
...ye, Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet, as fragile as our clay. The Ni'o-bc 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 contains... | |
 | 1857 - 376 стор.
...I ye. Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Xiobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An emp;y urn wiihin her wither'dh:mds, AVhose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipios' tomb contains... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 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 withered hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago : The Scipios' tomb contains... | |
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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... 
