| David Simpson - 1780 - 628 pàgines
..., . • t Sifter Spirit, come away; What is this abforbs me quite ? " i • Steals my Senfes, fhuts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my' Breath ? Tell. me, my Soul, can this be Death'? ; 3 The Wprld recedes, it difappears, Heav'n opens on my Eyes, my Ears>;'" With Sounds feraphic ring: Lend,... | |
| 1796 - 500 pàgines
...the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, f And let me languish into lite. , . II. Hark! they whisper; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 pàgines
...heav'nly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals... | |
| Herbert Mends - 1801 - 432 pàgines
...heav'nly flame ! Quit, Oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. n. Hark ! they' whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away, What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals... | |
| Edward Williams, James Boden - 1801 - 586 pàgines
...fpiritj come away ; What 1s this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight Drowns my fpirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death. 3 The world recedes, it difappears Heav'n opens to my eyes, my ears With founds feraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings, I mount,... | |
| Abner Kneeland - 1804 - 416 pàgines
...fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark, they whisper ; Angels say,Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ?...shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath j Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'u opens on my eyes... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1804 - 236 pàgines
...heav'nly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying ; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. i II. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals... | |
| Abner Kneeland - 1804 - 462 pàgines
...heav'nly flame \ Quit, Oh quit this mortal frame : - . Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark, they whisper ; Angels sa}% Sister .Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals... | |
| George Richards - 1806 - 394 pàgines
...heavenly flame! " Quit, oh quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy...shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath r Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes!... | |
| Ralph Williston - 1806 - 436 pàgines
...flame, V Quit, O qmt this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the biiss of dying ! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And...quite ? ' Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death ?• 9. RESURRECTION. Hymn 426. c. M.... | |
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