An Epitaph on Niobe turned to Stone

By Henry King

This Pile thou seest built out of Flesh, not Stone,

Contains no shroud within, nor mouldring bone:

This bloodless Trunk is destitute of Tombe

Which may the Soul-fled Mansion enwombe.

This seeming Sepulchre (to tell the troth)

Is neither Tomb nor Body, and yet both.