 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 sivua
...on the hearth ; Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm. NIGHT. Young, NIGHT, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds. Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 sivua
...distress ; and Night, E'en 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... | |
 | Daniel Jaudon - 1823 - 234 sivua
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 | British poets - 1824 - 676 sivua
...were couch'd ; And now wild beasts came forth the woods to roam. Milton's Paradise Regained, b. 1. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the gen'ral pulse Of life stood still, and nature made... | |
 | 1825 - 486 sivua
...calls me murderer and parricide. CONGREVE. Night is rendered feminine from its peaceful influence : — Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. The Seasons are personified agreeably to their diversified nature : — Now Summer with her wanton... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 426 sivua
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 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 310 sivua
...unveil'd her peerless light ; And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.— —MILTON Night, sable power ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'riug world. Silence, how dead, and darkness how profound s' Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object... | |
 | Philomathic institution - 1825 - 504 sivua
...calls me murderer and parricide. CONGREVK. Night is rendered feminine from its peaceful influence : — Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forih Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. The Seasons are personified agreeably to their diversified... | |
 | 1826 - 438 sivua
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 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 sivua
...distress ; and night, E'en 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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Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end. 
