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" Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end. "
Philomathic Journal and Literary Review - Sivu 95
1825
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Bell's Edition, Niteet 87–88

John Bell - 1796 - 470 sivua
...distress; and night, r5 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, in rayless majesty, now stretches fortli Her leacien sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. z0 Silence how dead! and darkness how profound!...

Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 432 sivua
...distress; and Night, 15 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. 20 Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 416 sivua
...distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Nide 2

Edward Young - 1802 - 402 sivua
...distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Nide 2

Edward Young - 1802 - 416 sivua
...distress; and Night, p3 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. * Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 412 sivua
...; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. , Nighty sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty,...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation...

The wanderer: or, A collection of original tales and essays, Nide 2

Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803 - 342 sivua
...the unwholesome vapours of darkness, reminded us of pitching our tents, and preparing for repose. " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, " In...forth " Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. " Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound " Nor eye, nor list'ning car, an object finds ; "...

The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1805 - 284 sivua
...wretched he forsakei: Swift on his downy pinions flies from woe, And lights on lids unsully'd with a tear. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre, o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear an object...

Louisa, Or The Cottage on the Moor

Elizabeth Helme - 1807 - 218 sivua
...XXIII. Suicide. i91 XXIV. Conclusion i98 LOUISA, OR THE COTTAGE ON THE MO'Q'R. CHAPTER I. A WANDEBEH. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slnmb'ring world : Silence, how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object...

The cabinet of poetry, containing the best entire pieces in the works of the ...

Cabinet - 1808 - 524 sivua
...distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object...




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