 | Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 pągines
...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...draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring :... | |
 | Herbert Mends - 1801 - 432 pągines
...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,...quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? in. The world recedes, it disappears... | |
 | Ralph Williston - 1806 - 436 pągines
...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...draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death ?• 9. RESURRECTION. Hymn 426. c. M. 1. T TOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign, JL JL And triumph... | |
 | George Richards - 1806 - 394 pągines
...spark of heavenly flame! " Quit, oh quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature,...quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath r Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears!... | |
 | Edward Barry - 1806 - 244 pągines
...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...quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death.' Tb« The world recedes; it disappears... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 pągines
...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...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath Tell me, my soul ! can this be death -' The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
 | George Richards - 1808 - 400 pągines
...heav'nly flame, Quit, O quit, this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the puin, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes — it disappears... | |
 | George Richards - 1808 - 400 pągines
...412. PM VlTAL spark of heav'nly flame, Quit, O quit, this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond...let me languish into life ! 2 Hark ! they whisper t Angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight,... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 pągines
...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...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ! can this be death? The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
 | Sir Richard Steele - 1809 - 410 pągines
...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...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death ? . The world recedes; it disappears!... | |
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The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? MAN SHOULD STUDY HIMSELF, AND NOT PRY INTO GOD. 
