 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 1164 pągines
...world, and not a ftone Tell where I lie. 2o ODE. THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL. I. \7 ITAL fparfc of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame...Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceal'e, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, 5 And let me languifh into life. II. Hark !... | |
 | Sir Richard Steele - 1787 - 264 pągines
...verfes of Adrian, but the fine fragment of Sappho, &c. The DYING CHRISTIAN to his SOUL. ODE. Vital fpark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame...hoping, lingering, flying, -— ~" Oh the pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, And let me languifh into life. *f It has been... | |
 | 1794 - 918 pągines
...world, and not a ftone Tell where I lie. ODE. Ч Hl DTIKG CHRISTIAN TO Hit SOVL. ' , • I. VITAL fpark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame...Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain, the blif» of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, And let me languilh into life. ii. Hark! theywhifper;... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 906 pągines
...the world, and not a Done Tell where I lie-. ODE. THE nriNG CHRISTIAN TO ИМ S0»l» I. VITAL fpark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame...Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife. And let me ianguifh into life, ii. Hark! theywhifper;... | |
 | 1796 - 500 pągines
...fond Nature ! cease thy strife, f And let me languish into lite. , . II. Hark! they whisper; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away.' What is this 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 - 174? - 64 pągines
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 | Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 pągines
...VITAL 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 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 pągines
...i. VITAL spark of 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... | |
 | Abner Kneeland - 1804 - 416 pągines
...POPE. VlTAL spark of 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 say,Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 236 pągines
...I. VITAL spark of heav'nly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying ; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease,...! 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... | |
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Hark! they whisper: angels say, "Sister spirit, come away!" What is this absorbs me quite, — Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath? 
