...distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, It 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: r'atf drop the curtain ; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness!...

...a lover or a tyrant, but every reader is interested when he hears that " Creation sleeps ; 't is ag the general pulse Of life stood still, and 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,...

...through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Mason. Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world.— Young. In these instances, it may be presumed...

...reason lost. .nly change of pain: • for severe: i distress; and night, •dark domain, of my fate. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless...pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause; An awfu! pause! prophetic of her end. And let her prophecy be soon fulfill'd: Fate! drop the curtain;...

...ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. H0 Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor...nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. "I'is as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pauie : An awful pause ! prophetic...

...Young — who has ever surpassed the awful and well-known description of the silence of night ? — " Creation sleeps ; 'tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause." — Night Third. Or the vivid portrait of a person terrified at his perilous situation, where " hopes...

...proudest tone Of thy bold harp, green Isle ! — the Hero is thine own. ON THE IMPORTANCE OF TIME TO MAN. NIGHT, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...made a pause; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end. The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in...

...rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable...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...

...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...

...alike suspended. Every thing is quiet and in a state of deep repose. " Creation sleeps ; 'tis as if the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause." So also with the spiritual sleeper; — the stillness of death is upon him. None of the powers of his...