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" Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end. "
The Complaint: Or Night Thoughts, and the Force of Religion - الصفحة 5
بواسطة Edward Young - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 288
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The Evangelical Magazine, المجلد 10

1802
...change of 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...

Bell's Edition, المجلدات 87-88

John Bell - 1796
...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 to the...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!...

Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - عدد الصفحات: 386
...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 to the...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,...

The Works of the Author of the Night - Thoughts. In Three Volumes ..., المجلد 2

Edward Young - 1802
...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...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...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 361
...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...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...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, المجلد 2

Edward Young - 1802
...pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe. The Day too short for my distress; and Night, p3 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the...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...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 361
...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...

The wanderer: or, A collection of original tales and essays, المجلد 2

Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803
...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...

The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of ..., المجلد 1

Edward Young - 1805
...change 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...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...

The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 258
...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...forth Her leaden sceptre, o'er a slumbering world. Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound ! Nor eye, nor list'ning ear an object finds; Creation...




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