| 1821 - 378 pàgines
...of heav'nly flame ; T Quit, Oh, quit this mortal frame ; Trembling, hoping, ling'riiig, flying, Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature,...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... | |
| 1821 - 328 pàgines
...Christian. VITAL spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit, this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond...languish into life ! 2 Hark! they whisper! Angels say, Sifter spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my... | |
| Basil Woodd - 1821 - 450 pàgines
...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,...languish into life. 2 Hark, they whisper ! angels say, Kindred spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1821 - 86 pàgines
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, forid 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 niy breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ; The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| 1821 - 408 pàgines
...Christian. VITAL spark of heavenly 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 1 2 Hark ! they whisper ! Angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals... | |
| Allen Fisk - 1822 - 192 pàgines
...'lying Î Cease, loud nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they wisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ! can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens oh my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ;... | |
| John Platts - 1822 - 844 pàgines
...the pain, the bFiss 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 oreath ; Tell me, my soul, can this be Death? The world recedes ; it disappears !... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1822 - 428 pàgines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. II. 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 ? III. The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1822 - 396 pàgines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife. And let me languish into life. II. 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 ? III. The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| 1840 - 520 pàgines
...Virgil. " Vital spark of heavenly 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... | |
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