 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...  Nojoque: A Question for a Continent - Page 93by Hinton Rowan Helper - 1867 - 479 pagesFull view - About this book
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...distress; and night, r5 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 fortli Her leacien sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. z0 Silence how dead! and darkness how profound!... | |
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...distress; and Night, 15 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. 20 Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear,... | |
 | Philadelphia (Pa.) - 1810 - 702 pages
...depth of the ways of God ! At length the morning star, arising in the east, announced — — * 'Twas as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause, An avfid, pause ! Young's JVtght Thmglils, ./\ 7. 1. the approach of light — the third day began to... | |
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 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 pages
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 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 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... | |
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 | Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803 - 342 pages
...the unwholesome vapours of darkness, reminded us of pitching our tents, and preparing for repose. " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, " In...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 car, an... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 284 pages
...wretched he forsakei: Swift on his downy pinions flies from woe, And lights on lids unsully'd with a tear. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless...how dead! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear an object finds; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse ' B Of life stood still,... | |
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...darkness how profound! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the gen'ral pulse Of life stood still, and nature 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... | |
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