 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...  Southern Quarterly Review - Page 272edited by - 1844Full view - About this book
 | John Heneage Jesse - Great Britain - 1843 - 432 pages
...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... | |
 | Edward Robinson - 1845 - 830 pages
...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...tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantlces Of'their heroic dwellers." '. We have thus traced the history of two grand experiments in... | |
 | John Frost - Elocution - 1845 - 458 pages
...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...crownless, in her voiceless wo ; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago : The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now ;... | |
 | Joel Tyler Headley - Italy - 1845 - 240 pages
...bade it a long, last farewell. • " There she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe, An empty urn within her withered hands Whose holy dust was scattered long ago." Stopping to breakfast, about 12 o'clock, at a small inn, I wandered off in the fields. On returning,... | |
 | Theology - 1845 - 818 pages
...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'... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 494 pages
...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'... | |
 | Religion - 1845 - 816 pages
...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'... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 pages
...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'... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - Elocution - 1845 - 492 pages
...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... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - Elocution - 1845 - 374 pages
...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... | |
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