 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 an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general...  A poetical grammar of the English language - Pàgina 92per Robert Clarke (schoolmaster.) - 1855Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Elizabeth Helme - 1807 - 218 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 pàgines
...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...made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end. And let her prophecy be soon fiillill'd : Fate ! drop the curtain ; I can lose no more. Silence and... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 pàgines
...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...profound! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds ; Crention sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause; An awful... | |
 | George Gregory - 1809 - 384 pàgines
...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...world. " Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! " Nov eye nor list'ning car can object find. " Crealion sleeps 'Tis as the general pulse " Of Life... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 pàgines
...distress ; and night, Er'n in the aenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Kight, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty,...Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence bow dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds; Creation sleeps. 'Tis... | |
 | 1809 - 562 pàgines
...With Tarquin's ravishing strides, tow'rds his design Moves like a ghost." Shakespeare. DR. YOUNG. ** 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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 pàgines
...and night Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine, to the color of my fate. § 142. Night. 'd. and loth to part. While in their age they differ,...in heart. Thus stands an aged elm in ivy hound, Tli slumb'ring world : Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound '. Norfeye, nor lisl'ningear an object... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 558 pàgines
...from her elan throne, In ragless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumhering world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound > Nor eye, nor listening ear, an ohject finds ; Creation sleeps. ' T is as the general pulse How poor, how rich, how ahject, how august,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 554 pàgines
...domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, gable goddess ! from her don throne, In raj-less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead ' anil darkness, bow profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds ; Creation sleeps. ' f... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 pàgines
...clfni throne, In rayless majesty, now' (Wretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering vorld. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an objcrt iinds ; Creation sleeps. Т is as the general puKe Of life stood still, and Nature made я pause... | |
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