 | 1844 - 764 pages
...and can point to living examples of suffering virtue in the end meeting their due reward. CHAPTER T. 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... | |
 | Religion - 1845 - 600 pages
...rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening...made a pause, An awful pause, prophetic of her end." This law of rest must be'obeyed. There is no muscular frame so powerful that it can be disregarded;... | |
 | Merritt Caldwell - Elocution - 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...darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear can object find : Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a... | |
 | John Frost - Elocution - 1845 - 458 pages
...a slumbering world\ Silencev, how dead'! and darkness', how profound^ Nor eye', nor listening earv, an object finds ; Creation sleeps.^ 'Tis as the general...awful' pause ! prophetic of her end\ The bell strikes onev. We take no note' of time But from its lossv. To give it then a tongue' Is wisev in man. As if... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 482 pages
...Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat. On the Value of Time to Man. YOUNG. 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... | |
 | Merritt Caldwell - Elocution - 1845 - 352 pages
...slumbering world. Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear can object find : Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life...made a pause, An awful pause, prophetic of her end. 13. This is the place, the centre of the grove: Here stands the oak, the monarch of the wood. How sweet... | |
 | Religion - 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...leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor listening ear, an object finds : Creation sleeps.... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - Elocution - 1845 - 424 pages
...amaze." 4. — Stillness and Awe . [Night, from the " Night Thoughts."] " Creation sleeps : || || 't is as the general pulse of life | stood still | And nature...pause, || an awful pause, || || Prophetic of her end! " 5. — Solemnity, and Triumph. [Cato, exulting in the contemplation of the immortality of the soul.]... | |
 | William Russell - Elocution - 1845 - 410 pages
...prolong; EXERCISES ON TIME. Slowest Rate. "Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In-rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er...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... | |
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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... 
