 | Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 pages
...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 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... | |
 | 1809 - 562 pages
...strides, tow'rds his design Moves like a ghost." Shakespeare. DR. YOUNG. ** Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches...world. Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds; Creation sleeps :—'tis as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 pages
...zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine, to the color of my fate. § 142. Night. NIGHT, sable goddess ! hile in their age they differ, join in heart. Thus...youthful ivy clasps an elm around. ELEGANT EXTRACTS, '. Norfeye, nor lisl'ningear an object finds; Creation sleeps. "f is as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | George Gregory - 1809 - 384 pages
...sublime in expression, as the imagery and epithets are exceedingly rich.... " 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 ! " Nov eye nor list'ning car can... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 pages
...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, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence bow dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object... | |
 | John Walker - 1811 - 554 pages
...strides, tow'rds his design Moves like a ghost." Sliakexpeare. DR. YOUNQ. *' Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches...world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound) Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds; Creation sleeps:—'tis as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | Edward Young - 1811 - 302 pages
...domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In ray less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er...world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds •, Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the gen'ral pulse Of life... | |
 | Edward Young - 1812 - 814 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 324 pages
...Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is Miushine. to the colour of my fate. 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... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 380 pages
...Even in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. 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... | |
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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. 
