 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 490 pàgines
...bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife ; And let me languish into life. II. Hark ! they whisper. Angels say, Sister spirit, come away....sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my spul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes : it disappears. Heaven opens on my eyes : my ears... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1825 - 536 pàgines
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark I 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!... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 484 pàgines
...me languish into life. II. Hark ! they whisper. Angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is (his absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight,...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes : it disappears. Heaven opens on my eyes : my ears her fallen on the floor,... | |
 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 pàgines
...pain, the bliss of dying. Cease, fond native, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit come away."...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 ;... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 pàgines
...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....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... | |
 | 1825 - 132 pàgines
...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,...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 !... | |
 | 1825 - 516 pàgines
...Never were these words of the poet better applied than in her caw: — " What ie this absorb! me qnite. Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit,...draws my breath * Tell me, my soul, can this be death '" On the following day her funeral sermon was preached to a large, attentive, and weeping congregation,... | |
 | 1825 - 208 pàgines
...strife, And let me languish into life ; Hark ! they whisper, angels say, Sister, Spirit come away. 3 What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight ; Drowns my spirits, draws my breath — Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 4 The world recedes, it disappears,... | |
 | John Benjamin Seely - 1825 - 650 pàgines
...men, as they approach that awful moment described by Mr. Pope, in his beautiful ode to the Soul — " What is this absorbs me quite — Steals my senses, shuts my sight ?" Even when that time comes as a relief to the good, to the suffering spirit of the evil-doer it affords... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pàgines
...lingering,'flying, .• — f -i •. .- -I 10 Hark! they whisper—angels say, -.3,-•i,..,; <,-••. " Sister spirit, come away"— What is this absorbs....., - ~ Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ?•— Tell me, my soul, can this be—death? With sounds seraphic ring!... | |
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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 spirits, draws my breath? 
