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In the darkness of the night , Came the twins to make things right Fiery shafts , so hard and hot From the golden bow were shot Despair upon Niobe brought Moonlit arrows , came bereft Brought about a painless death Fading with a final breath
She learned a lesson from her pride When all her sons and daughters died Niobe wept in grief alone The gods took pity , turned her stone Forever would she stay and weep Frozen in a dreamless sleep
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Soft as moonlight , cold as snow Drawing taut her silver bow Through the forest , silent creeping While the world around her , sleeping
Shining like her twin , the sun , Glows softly when the day is done Seeking prey , soundless stalking Round the forest , muted walking
Queen Niobe , tall and proud Shouted to the angry crowd , “ Leto , a set of two she bore I have fourteen ; I have more ! Sacrifice to me instead , Worship me !” Niobe said .
People did as she commanded More and more was demanded “ Now I live in luxury ! Leto won ’ t compare to me ,” Love of Leto was in the past But her prideful boasting could not last .
Gaea , in an angry fit Rose twin giants from the pit Could not , by any god , be slew But by trickery , and mischief too Pride became the giants ’ demise Despite their quite enormous size
When they came to steal the throne She became a stag , as white as bone The eager hunters threw their spears Confirming each their greatest fears The weapons flew each pierced a brother Both giants murdered by the other
The giants caused much panic , stress The battle was a sticky mess But solutions are simply found When clever minds are all around So , judge wisely , always fair For qualities like that are rare