 | 1828 - 406 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...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death t 3 The world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | 1828 - 76 pàgines
...and earth adore. Dying C/imt'n.] HYB1N 35. 7s. &.8s. [Pope Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, () 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 he death ? 3. The world recedes; it disappears!... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1828 - 222 pàgines
...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! With sounds seraphic ring: Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears Lend,... | |
 | 1828 - 134 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,...shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath I Tell me my soul can this be death '. The world recedes, it disappears, Heav'n opens on my eyes, my... | |
 | 1828 - 398 pàgines
...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,...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... | |
 | Extracts - 1828 - 786 pàgines
...longings shall be satisfied, my hopes accomplished, my happiness completed ; for now I come to thee." 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... | |
 | 1828 - 198 pàgines
...the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Z 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? 3 The world recedes ! — it... | |
 | Sebastian Streeter, Russell Streeter - 1829 - 426 pàgines
...flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O the pain, the hliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And...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... | |
 | Thomas Cotterill - 1829 - 292 pàgines
...spark of heavenly flame, Quit, oh ! quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh ! the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature,...thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark I they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit, come away !" What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my... | |
 | Sebastian Streeter, Russell Streeter - 1830 - 444 pàgines
...heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O the pain, die bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,...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... | |
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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... 
