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...and ice The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and cruwnless, in her voiceless woe; An empty...

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...and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. 79. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty...

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