 | Moses Severance - 1833 - 304 Seiten
...Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden scepter o'er a slumb'ring world: Silence, how dead ! and darkness,...list'ning ear an object finds; ' Creation sleeps, "i'is as the general pulse . ' Of life stood still, and nature made a pause, An awful pause,- prophetic... | |
 | Thomas Fanshaw Middleton - 1833 - 562 Seiten
...employed the same mode of speech, without regard to the correctness, which philosophy exacts : " Night, sable Goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a sliimb'ring world. Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation sleeps." NIGHT I. V. 27. É^tí... | |
 | Ralph Emerson - 1834 - 506 Seiten
...and silence were my sole, my pensive companions. These words were my never-failing solace : "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 !" The following sentences are too... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1835 - 370 Seiten
...the works of the same poet. What can exceed in power and beauty his first address to Night ? " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, " In rayless...leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. " Silence how dread ! and darkness how profound ! " Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; " Creation sleeps.... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1835 - 314 Seiten
...! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world : Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound...ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause, An awful pause, prophetic of her end. Sleep.... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1835 - 228 Seiten
...power and beauty his first address to Night? "Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In ray less majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence how dread! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds; Creation sleeps. "Tis... | |
 | 1836 - 558 Seiten
...distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, It 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... | |
 | David Irving - 1836 - 432 Seiten
...the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Mason. Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world.— Young. In these instances, it may be presumed... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 Seiten
...alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. SLOWER AND MORE SOLEMN 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 1 Nor eye nor listening ear an object... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 Seiten
...Of thy bold harp, green Isle ! — the Hero is thine own. ON THE IMPORTANCE OF TIME TO MAN. 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. 
