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" Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah ! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes ! Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos, ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried his beams Athwart the gloom profound. "
The Quarterly Review - Page 389
1822
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Quarterly Review, Volumes 27-28

1822 - 1148 pages
...sympathies are not less alive to the amiable weaknesses, and even to the superstitions which, among a Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night,...that never pressed upon the sense, above him, his * '.\iii ,*( T.^HJ-HS: Ti.'7'Hc MAXirwc >in*i T«v Xoyvv, oi rait irl;i fttyifnt -rvyytaafa «m»,...
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The Youth's instructer [sic] and guardian, Volume 9

1847 - 648 pages
...appall'd Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes, Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried his beams Athwart the gloom profound ! the sickly taper, By glimmering...
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The minstrel, a collection of moral and religious poems

Minstrel - 1824 - 246 pages
...«ppall'd Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes ; Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night. Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried its beams Athwart the gioom profound 1 The sickly taper, By glimm'ring...
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 3-4

British anthology - 1825 - 460 pages
...Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah! how dark Thy long-extended realms and rueful wastes ; Where naught but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was Chaos ere the infant Sun Was roll'd together, or had tried its beams Athwart the gloom profound ! The sickly taper, Byglimmering...
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Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day ...

John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...appall'd Shakes oiFher wonted firmness. Ah! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes ! Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos, ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had try'd his beams Athwart the gloom profound! The sickly taper By glimm'ring...
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The Veterinarian, Volume 10

1837 - 308 pages
...is going in a contrary direction — the one sees light at a distance, but with the other all is " Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Had tried his beams athwart the gloom profound." I have been led to make these remarks from the long-continued discussion in THE VETERINARIAN on Puerperal...
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The Monk: A Romance, Volume 2

Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1832 - 262 pages
...exchange his crown. THE MONK. 201 CHAPTER VII. Ah how dark These long-extended realms and rueful wastes ; Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Was rolled together, or had tried its beams Athwart the gloom profound ! The sickly taper, By glimmering...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 13

1851 - 724 pages
...Sbikee off her wonted firmuese. Ah ! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful waste»! Where naught but silence reigns, and night, dark night. Dark as was chaos ere the infant »un Was roll'd together, or had tried ita beams Athwart the gloom profound." These few lines give...
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The American Whig Review, Volumes 13-14

1851 - 1220 pages
...off her wonted firmness. Ah ! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes 1 Where naught tut silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried its beams Athwart the gloom profound." These few lines give more...
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Guy's new speaker, selections of poetry and prose from the best writers in ...

Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pages
...appall'd Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah ! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes ! Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried its beams Athwart the gloom profound ! The sickly taper, By glimmering...
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