 | John Milton, Edward Young - 1848 - 600 sivua
...distress ; and Night, 15 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. 20 And lot her prophecy be soon fulfill'd Fate ! drop the curtain ; I can lose no... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 sivua
...wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied 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 listening ear an object... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1848 - 120 sivua
...distress ; and night, Even in the zenith of her dark domain, Js sunshine to the color of my fate. 20 Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence3 how dead ! and darkness3 how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object... | |
 | 1848 - 936 sivua
...coincidence. Young took as dark a view of the night as one conveniently could in three short lines. " Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne In rayless...majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er the slumbering world." Who would think of crowding a greater number of sombre epithets into so short... | |
 | Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1849 - 80 sivua
...Define grandeur. Vastness. Pathos. Reverence. Adoration. 5. Deep Solemnity, Awe, and Consternation. 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 sivua
...my distress ; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the color 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1849 - 650 sivua
...distress ; and Night, 15 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. 20 Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound Nor eye nor listening ear an object... | |
 | Edward J. Hallock - 1849 - 262 sivua
...distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the color of my fate, i Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dread ! and darkness how profound ! Nor3 eye nor listening ear an object... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 428 sivua
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 | Dwight Edwards Marvin - 1916 - 454 sivua
...time, when men in sleep seem to part from life for a season and become oblivious to all its interests. "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 general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made... | |
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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. 
