 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 sayfa
...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!... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 sayfa
...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 majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. 20 Silence, how dread! and darkness, how profound! Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 sayfa
...distress; and Night, B 3 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 slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 402 sayfa
...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 slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound! Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 sayfa
...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 majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803 - 342 sayfa
...the unwholesome vapours of darkness, reminded us of pitching our tents, and preparing for repose. " Night, sable goddess '• from her ebon throne, "...rayless majesty, now stretches forth " Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. " Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound " Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 284 sayfa
...wretched he forsake!: 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 slumberine waxVA.. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, VQVJ fB Nor eye, nor list'ning... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 238 sayfa
...distress; and night, i'en in the zenith of her dark domain, I 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 slumb'ring world. Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor list'ning... | |
 | Elizabeth Helme - 1807 - 218 sayfa
...XXIII. Suicide 191 XXIV. Conclusion 198 LOUISA, OB TUE COTTAGE ON THE MOQ'R. CHAPTER I. A WANDEBEB. 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... | |
 | George Gregory - 1809 - 384 sayfa
...as an example of the sublime in expression, as the imagery and epithets are exceedingly rich.... " 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 ! " Nov eye nor list'ning... | |
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Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! " Young. " Hail, holy light! offspring of heaven 
