 | Edward Young - 1815 - 332 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Edward Young - Death - 1816 - 390 pages
...distress 1 and JViffht, B 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 slumb'ring world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor Ust'ning ear, an object... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 284 pages
...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 majesty, now stretches forth Her leadea sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound' Nor eye nor list'ning... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1820 - 402 pages
...suspirat honores." p. 264. The first lines of the following passage remind us strongly of a description of Young : " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne,...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... | |
 | 1820 - 394 pages
...suspirat honores." p. 264. The first lines of the following passage remind us strong! of a description of Young: " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne,...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... | |
 | Charles Richson - 1820 - 98 pages
...of its worth : — And what it's worth,-ask death-beds :-tJteu can tell. YOUNG. Night,-sable power !-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,... | |
 | Daniel Jaudon - Art and science - 1820 - 236 pages
...verse? A. Blank verse, like other poetry, is measured, but does not rhyme; as: Hight, sable goddes! 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! Tfor eye, nor listning ear, an object... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1821 - 412 pages
...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... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - English literature - 1822 - 234 pages
...cricket 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,...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... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pages
...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... | |
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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. 
