...heavens. 3. The Niobe of nations, there she stands, Childless and crowoless, in her voiceless woe ; the English language. " That is — BYRON. 4. Some village Hamdcn, that with dauntless breast The little tyraat of his fields withstood...

...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 Still thunder back the echo — Rome !" V1BW OF THE COLISEUM. "The Niobe of nations! there ohc stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless...no ashes now ; The very sepulchres lie tenantless SPRIKOS or MOSES. WHERE THE ISRAELITES CROSSED THE RED SEA. THE most learned travelers have long been...

...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...hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ; The very sepulchres He tenantless Of their heroic dwellers ;...

...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'...

...petty misery. The Kiobe 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 ag'o." Ch il,lc IfaroMs PUgrtm. IV. 78 4- 79. Pity, that Lord Byron was not equal to sustain this unusually...

...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...

...fires, and a spell that charms, I guide them to victory !" PlBCIvAl. LESSON CCXXVII. ROME. 1. TH« +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'...

...temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A, world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. LXXIX. Ũ wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ;...

...agonies are evils of a day — 1 world is at our feet as fragüe as our clay. LXXIX. The íijgbe °' nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless wo, An empty urn, within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scattcr'd long ago ; The Scipio's tomb contains no ashes now ;...