 | John Aikin - 1821 - 412 pàgines
...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 rayless...listening ear, an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'T is, as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An aweful pause ! prophetic... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 pàgines
...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 rayless...made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end. And let her prophecy be soon fulfill'd : Fate ! drop the curtain ; I can lose no more. Silence and... | |
 | 1822 - 746 pàgines
...change of air, that he he remarked could not be described better than ia the words of Dr. Young, " 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still and...a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." Amidst all the sorrow and anxious uncertainty connected with such a state of health, he displayed the... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 pàgines
...on the hearth ; Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm. NIGHT. 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 listening ear, an object... | |
 | Isaac Candler - 1824 - 530 pàgines
...parts you may listen in vain to hear any sound at all. In the words of Dr. Young, " Listening ear no object finds ; Creation sleeps. Tis as the general...a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." CHAPTER II. CITIES, TOWNS, AND VILLAGES. As the place where I first landed in America was New York,... | |
 | Isaac Candler - 1824 - 520 pàgines
...parts you may listen in vain to hear any sound at all. In the words of Dr. Young, " Listening ear no object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general...a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." CHAPTER II. CITIES, TOWNS, AND VILLAGES. As the place where I first landed in America was New York,... | |
 | Elias Carpenter - 1824 - 650 pàgines
...when to all (but those unnatural beings who turn night into day,) a dead stillness reigns, " as if the general " pulse of life stood still, and nature...pause — " an awful pause ! prophetic of her end." Some may suppose this the fanciful whim of a capricious brain, but remember, it is my understanding... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pàgines
...were couch'd ; And now wild beasts came forth the woods to roam. Milton's Paradise Regained, b. 1. 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... | |
 | United States. Congress - 1825 - 742 pàgines
...ray less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dreud ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening...pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause." — That is the time you will find always selected. I hope I shall be pardoned for troubling the Committee... | |
 | 1825 - 486 pàgines
...calls me murderer and parricide. CONGREVE. Night is rendered feminine from its peaceful influence : — Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. The Seasons are personified agreeably to their diversified nature : — Now Summer... | |
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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. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general... 
