Death! Great proprietor of all! 'Tis thine
To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.
Night Thoughts (1742–5) 'Night 1' l. 204
Death! Great proprietor of all! 'Tis thine
To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.
Night Thoughts (1742–5) 'Night 1' l. 204