Quote#Death
In vain she strives with dying hands
Quote byJohn Conington · 1825–1869
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Book XI, p. 427.
English (original)
In vain she strives with dying hands To wrench away the blade: Fixed in her ribs the weapon stands, Closed by the wound it made. Bloodless and faint, she gasps for breath; Her heavy eyes sink down in death; Her cheek's bright colors fade.
— John Conington
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