 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...for severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, le a ewound ! At length did cross an raylese majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden «ceptre o'er a »lumbering world. .Silence ,how dead... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1844 - 846 pages
...severer for severe, le day too shoVt for my distress ; and night, ^en in the zenith of her dark domain, at the Alma was written in imitation of Hudibras I cannot conceive. In former y royless majesty, now stretches forth :r leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world, ence, how dead ! and... | |
 | Merritt Caldwell - 1845 - 348 pages
...when the blast of the north ia on the plain, and the traveler shrinks in the midst of his journey. 12. 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 can object... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 pages
...Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat. On the Value of Time to Man. YOUKO. 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... | |
 | 1845 - 1174 pages
...itself awakes." To the weary man, " Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep, his ready visit pays. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an... | |
 | Emma Catherine Embury - 1845 - 224 pages
...drawn over such unutterable wo. CHAPTER III. " The day too short for my distress ; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate."— YOUNG. MONTHS passed away ; the glow of health once more dwelt upon the fair child's cheek, and her... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 374 pages
...which they occur, and which they aid by their harmonious effect, as in the following instances : " Night, * || sable goddess, || from her ebon throne | In rayless majesty | now stretches forth I Her leaden sceptre | o'er a slumbering world. Silence || how dead ! |||| and darkness || how profound... | |
 | Merritt Caldwell - 1846 - 390 pages
...when the blast of the north is on the plain, and the traveler shrinks in the midst of his journey. 12. 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 can object... | |
 | Noble Butler - 1846 - 276 pages
...Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? — Cowper. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world. Btlence bow deep, and darkness how profound! — Yox-ny. \Jivm. 2.]... | |
 | 1847 - 540 pages
...cheers but not inebriates, waits on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in. COWPEK'S Task. 17. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 18. Now the sun, so faintly glancing O'er the western hills... | |
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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. 
