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" Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. "
The works of the author of the Night-thoughts. Revised and corrected by himself - 212. oldal
szerző: Edward Young - 1802
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The Evangelical Magazine

1802
...pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The day too short, for my distress ! and night. E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, ' Is sunshine to the colour of my fate." A friend one day calling upon him, and asking him how he wns, — he answered, " I am tremblingly alive...

Bell's Edition, 87-88. kötet

John Bell - 1796
...change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress; and night, r5 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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 - 386 oldal
...of pain ; (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress; and Night, 15 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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 - 361 oldal
...change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe. The Day too short for my distress ; 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, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre...

The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of ..., 1. kötet

Edward Young - 1805
...cf pain, (A bitter change) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the...fate. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In raj less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence how dead...

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

Edward Young - 1805 - 258 oldal
...change of pain, (A bitter change) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sun-shine to the color of my fate. TIR'D Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit...

Louisa, Or The Cottage on the Moor

Elizabeth Helme - 1807 - 120 oldal
...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
...change of pain, (A hitler change !) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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...

The Poetical Works of Edward Young: In Four Volumes. Collated with the Best ...

Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808
...change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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...

Letters on Literature, Taste, and Composition, Addressed to His Son

George Gregory - 1809 - 363 oldal
...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 car can...




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