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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. "
The Complaint: Or Night Thoughts, and the Force of Religion
szerző: Edward Young - 1826 - 288 oldal
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The Poetry of Life, 2. kötet

Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1835
...abound in the works of the same poet. What can exceed in power and beauty his first address to Night ? " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, " In...majesty now stretches forth " Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. " Silence how dread ! and darkness how profound ! " Nor eye nor list'ning ear an...

The Poetical Works of Milton, Young, Gray, Beattie, and Collins

1836
...for severe; The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, It sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds; Creation...

The Elements of English Composition

David Irving - 1836 - 407 oldal
...through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Mason. Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world.— Young. In these instances, it may be presumed...

The Complaint: Or, Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1837 - 293 oldal
...misery, of reason lost. .nly change of pain: • for severe: i distress; and night, •dark domain, of my fate. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne,...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds: Creation...

The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838
...proudest tone Of thy bold harp, green Isle ! — the Hero is thine own. ON THE IMPORTANCE OF TIME TO MAN. NIGHT, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds ; Creation...

The moral and intellectual school book

William Martin - 18?? - 348 oldal
...Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. SLOWER AND MORE SOLEMN Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world : Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound 1 Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds : Creation...

Night thoughts on life, death, and immortality. [Followed by] A paraphrase ...

Edward Young - 1839
...distress; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Nightj 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 llst'ning ear an object...

Real pearls in a false setting

Henry De la Pasture - 1839
...to be serious for a moment, had better avoid reading the next chapter. CHAPTER IV. " Night, liable 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 ear an object...

Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1839 - 301 oldal
...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. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne In rayles* majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence how dead !...

The American Class-reader: Containing a Series of Lessons in Reading; with ...

George Willson - 1840 - 288 oldal
...cease ; Think of heaven's bliss, and give the sign . To parting friends : — Such death be mine ! (m) 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 listening ear, an object...




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