 | 1802 - 596 стор.
...pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe. 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." A friend one day calling upon him, and asking him how he wns, — he answered, " I am tremblingly alive... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 стор.
...change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress; and night, r5 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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!... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 стор.
...of pain ; (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress; and Night, 15 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. 20 Silence, how dread ! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object finds; Creation... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 стор.
...change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe. The Day too short for my distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. , Nighty sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 238 стор.
...cf pain, (A bitter change) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress; and night, E'en in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the...fate. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In raj less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Silence how dead... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 284 стор.
...change of pain, (A bitter change) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sun-shine to the color of my fate. TIR'D Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit... | |
 | Elizabeth Helme - 1807 - 218 стор.
...XXIII. Suicide. i91 XXIV. Conclusion i98 LOUISA, OR THE COTTAGE ON THE MO'Q'R. CHAPTER I. A WANDEBEH. Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slnmb'ring world : Silence, how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 стор.
...change of pain, (A hitler change !) severer for severe. The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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... | |
 | Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 стор.
...change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine...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... | |
 | George Gregory - 1809 - 384 стор.
...as an example of the sublime in expression, as the imagery and epithets are exceedingly rich.... " 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 ! " Nov eye nor list'ning car can... | |
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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. 
