 | Edward Young - 1826 - 318 oldal
...for severe. The Day, too short for my distress ; and Night, 15 K'en in the zenith of her dark domam, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable...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... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1826 - 474 oldal
...fanc^d misery At random drove , her helm of reason lost. 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. <c D'un repos court et troublé je m'éveille. O heu» reux ceut qui ne se réveillent plus ! encore... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1826 - 482 oldal
...fancy'd misery At random drove , her helm of reason lost. 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. « D'un repos court et troublé je m'éveille. O heu» reux ceux qui ne se réveillent plus ! encore... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 oldal
...of 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...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 Barber - 1828 - 310 oldal
...of pain: A bitter change ! severer, for severe. The day too short forjny distress; and night, Even in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine, to...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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 oldal
...of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe. The Day too short for my distress; and Night, Even in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead: and darkness, how profound! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object... | |
 | Thomas Fanshaw Middleton - 1828 - 728 oldal
...has employed the same mode of speech, without regard to the correctness, which philosophy exacts : " Night, sable Goddess ! from her ebon throne, " In...forth " Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. " Nor eye., nor list'ning ear, ap object finds ; " Creation sleeps." NIGHT I. V. 27. «X« T" i/i^w«.... | |
 | 1828 - 608 oldal
...field of glory, one in arms. And one In council."— Camper, '(',<•/.-, book 1. NIGHT. Night, sabte goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Bilence how dead, and darkness how profound 1 Nor eye, nor llnt'ning ear, an object nnds ; ; Citation... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 oldal
...— A bitter change ! — severer for severe : The day too snort for ray distress ; and night, E'en overy of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment...my mind by the idea that I had taken an everlasti slumbering world. Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound I Nor eye nor listening ear an object... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 oldal
...; " And 'midst the wreck of worlds remember man !" DR. GLYNN. 10. ON THE IMPORTANCE OP TIME TO HAN. 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',... | |
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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. 
