 | Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1849 - 80 oldal
...Define grandeur. Vastness. Pathos. Reverence. Adoration. 5. Deep Solemnity, Awe, and Consternation. 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. 6. Cheerfulness.... | |
 | John Milton - 1850 - 602 oldal
...for severe. The Day too short for my distress ; and Night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, li 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 sleeps.... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 692 oldal
...Then 7 a spirit 7 passed before my face, 7 the hair of my flesh 7 stood up. — The Book of Job. 2. 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! Nor eye nor listening... | |
 | John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 694 oldal
...Then 7 a spirit 7 passed before my face, 7 the hair of my flesh 7 stood up. — The Book of Job. 2. 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! Nor eye nor listening... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 oldal
...short for my distress; and night, 15 Even 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 scepter o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! 21 Nor eye nor listening... | |
 | Dwight Edwards Marvin - 1916 - 454 oldal
...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...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... | |
 | Dwight Edwards Marvin - 1916 - 456 oldal
...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...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... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 oldal
...too short for my distress; and Night, Even 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 20 Her leaden scepter o 'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1920 - 314 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...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how deadl and darkness' how profoundl Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds. Creation sleeps.... | |
 | KATE LOUISE ROBERTS - 1922 - 1422 oldal
...Call. (See also LONGFELLOW) 7 Night begins to muffle up the day. WITHERS — Mistresse of Philarete. 8 5 Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound! S»or eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation... | |
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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. 
