 | Robert Aris Willmott - Poets, English - 1838 - 400 pages
...Nature's birth, And Nature's shield the shadow of his hand ; and the impressive description of night: Creation sleeps ; 'tis as the general pulse Of life...nature made a pause ; An awful pause ; prophetic of its end ; are all inspired by a spirit of equal dignity and power. The last lines, Mrs. Piozzi informs... | |
 | Henry De la Pasture - 1839 - 948 pages
...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. I wake, emerging from a scene of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wrecked desponding thought From wave... | |
 | Edward Young - Bible - 1839 - 300 pages
...distress; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Nightj 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 llst'ning ear an object... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - English poetry - 1840 - 372 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...made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end. And let her prophecy be soon fulfilled ; Pate! drop the curtain ; I can lose no more. Silence and darkness... | |
 | English poetry - 1840 - 372 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...world. Silence, how dead ! and darkness, how profound 1 Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | George Willson - Elocution - 1840 - 298 pages
...cease ; Think of heaven's bliss, and give the sign . To parting friends : — Such death be mine ! (m) 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 listening ear, an object... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 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...world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! i Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds : Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood... | |
 | John Wilson Croker - Aphorisms and apothegms - 1842 - 544 pages
...Every reader is not either a lover or a tyrant, but every reader is interested when he hears that " Creation sleeps; 'tis as the general pulse Of life...nature made a pause ; An awful pause — prophetic of its end." "This," said he, "is true; but remember that, taking the compositions of Young in general,... | |
 | John Wilson Croker - Aphorisms and apothegms - 1842 - 546 pages
...Every reader is not either a lover or a tyrant, but every reader is interested when he hears that " Creation sleeps; 'tis as the general pulse Of life...nature made a pause ; An awful pause — prophetic of its end." "This," said he, "is true; but remember that, taking the compositions of Young in general,... | |
 | Mrs. Monkland - 1842 - 144 pages
...driver, and that the horse was wet and covered with sand, as if he had been in the sea. CHAPTER XVIII. " Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne In rayless...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world." YOUNO "Bat hark! They come -with half-lit tapers in their hands, And snatch'd in startled haste unbelted... | |
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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. 'Tis as the general... 
