“In flame and smoke the wondrous city sinks!
Her walls are gone! her palaces are dust!
The desert is around her, and within!
Like shadows have the mighty passed away!”

—  Edwin Atherstone, book The Fall of Nineveh

The Fall of Nineveh, The Prelude (1868)

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