 | Selection - 1822 - 276 pągines
...spirit, come away." What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul, can this be...sounds seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings, I mount, 1 fly ; O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death ! where is thy sting ? 265. Our lives in the hand... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 276 pągines
...my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul! can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears ! Heaven opens on...fly! O grave! where is thy victory ? O death! where is thy sting ? TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS. <£F)orus of STROPHE I. YE shades, where sacred... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 428 pągines
...draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring...! O Grave ! where is thy Victory ? O Death ! where is thy Sting ? This Ode was written, we find, at the desire of Steele ; and our Poet, in a letter to... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 426 pągines
...draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? HI. The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring...! O Grave ! where is thy Victory ? O Death ! where is thy Sting ? This Ode was written, we find, at the desire of Steele ; and our Poet, in a letter to... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 pągines
...spirits, draws my oreath ; 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...fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting? . POPE. Thus Providence has prepared pleasures for every period of life. No age is doomed... | |
 | 1822 - 284 pągines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...draws my breath? Tell me, my soul! can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 402 pągines
...And let me languish into life. II. Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death? III. The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 396 pągines
...And let me languish into life. II. Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death ? III. The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring... | |
 | 1840 - 520 pągines
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath f Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? " The world recedes, it disappears, Heaven opens on...seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings ; I mount, I fly : 0 Grave, where is thy victory ? O Death, where is thy sting?" And yet Pope only wrote as a poet.... | |
 | West Church (Boston, Mass.) - 1823 - 376 pągines
...spirit, come away.' What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death...fly, O grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? 29 HYMN CCXCIV. Six Line CM The same subject. 1 When life's tempestuous storms are o'er;... | |
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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. 
