They slept on the abyss without a surge
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expired before;
The winds were wither’d in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish’d; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them — She was the Universe.
Lord Byron, Diodati, July 1816
BYRON, L. 2014. Domestic Pieces, 1816. Lord Byron: Complete Works. Hastings, East Sussex: Delphi Publishing Ltd. p. 5875
- Fabric of universe itself is malevolent
- How can the menace of empty space be conveyed?