Literary notes about cimmerian (AI summary)
The term "Cimmerian" is employed in literature to evoke a sense of profound darkness and ancient, often foreboding, mystique. Writers use it both literally and metaphorically: sometimes to depict physical or atmospheric darkness—as in oppressive nights or gloomy landscapes ([1], [2], [3])—and other times to convey an archaic, almost mythic quality through associations with ancient lands and tribes ([4], [5], [6]). It is also applied to characterize individuals or groups, whether to stress a rugged, untamed barbarism or to highlight unique, storied attributes, such as the legendary figure of Conan the Cimmerian ([7], [8]). Thus, "Cimmerian" serves as a versatile epithet, linking the tangible absence of light with more abstract notions of mystery, foreboding, and historical gravitas ([9], [10], [11]).
- Generation after generation takes to itself the form of a body; and forth issuing from Cimmerian Night on Heaven's mission appears.
— from Thomas Carlyle by John Nichol - The sunny English noon had swallowed him as completely as if he had gone out into Cimmerian night.
— from Tales of Men and Ghosts by Edith Wharton - and then I was to be lost forever in Cimmerian and tenebrous shades.
— from A Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Jules Verne - Cēpi, t. of the Cimmerian Bosporus, ii. 223 .
— from The Geography of Strabo, Volume 3 (of 3) by Strabo - Between the two Bospori, the Thracian and the Cimmerian, there is a distance in a straight line, of 500 miles, as Polybius informs us.
— from The Natural History of Pliny, Volume 1 (of 6) by the Elder Pliny - Achilleium, in the Troad, ii. 366 , 372 . ——, in the Cimmerian Bosporus, i. 477 ; ii. 222 .
— from The Geography of Strabo, Volume 3 (of 3) by Strabo - "Conan, the Cimmerian!" ejaculated the woman.
— from Red Nails by Robert E. (Robert Ervin) Howard - Conan the Cimmerian, late of the Baracha Isles, of the Black Coast, and of many other climes where life ran wild
— from Jewels of Gwahlur by Robert E. (Robert Ervin) Howard - Double sorrow—sadness, bred in Cimmerian caves, robed my soul in a mourning garb.
— from The Last Man by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - They shall, in due time be hooted forth, over the borders, into Cimmerian Night.
— from The French Revolution: A History by Thomas Carlyle - Pull not yet two ways; with a France rushing panic-stricken in the rural districts, and a Cimmerian Europe storming in on you!
— from The French Revolution: A History by Thomas Carlyle