...on the hearth ; Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm. NIGHT. Young, 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...

...parts you may listen in vain to hear any sound at all. In the words of Dr. Young, " Listening ear no object finds ; Creation sleeps. Tis as the general...a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." CHAPTER II. CITIES, TOWNS, AND VILLAGES. As the place where I first landed in America was New York,...

...parts you may listen in vain to hear any sound at all. In the words of Dr. Young, " Listening ear no object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general...a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." CHAPTER II. CITIES, TOWNS, AND VILLAGES. As the place where I first landed in America was New York,...

...when to all (but those unnatural beings who turn night into day,) a dead stillness reigns, " as if the general " pulse of life stood still, and nature...pause — " an awful pause ! prophetic of her end." Some may suppose this the fanciful whim of a capricious brain, but remember, it is my understanding...

...were couch'd ; And now wild beasts came forth the woods to roam. Milton's Paradise Regained, b. 1. 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...

...any sound at all. In the words of Dr. Young, " Listening ear no object finds ; Creation sleeps. "Pis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause j An awful pause ! prophetic of her end." CHAPTER II. CITIES, TOWNS, AND VILLAGES. As the place where...

...calls me murderer and parricide. CONGREVE. Night is rendered feminine from its peaceful influence : — Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless...majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. The Seasons are personified agreeably to their diversified nature : — Now Summer...

...unveil'd her peerless light ; And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.— —MILTON Night, sable power ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'riug world. Silence, how dead, and darkness how profound s' Nor eye, nor list'ning ear, an object...

...from the People's discerning eye — when " Night, sable goddess, from her ebon throne, In ray less majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dreud ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis...

...calls me murderer and parricide. CONGREVK. Night is rendered feminine from its peaceful influence : — Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forih Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. The Seasons are personified agreeably to their diversified...