 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 164 pàgines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife. And let me languish into life. Drowhs my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can...this be death ? 3. The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heav'n opens on my eyes ! My ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I... | |
 | Abigail Eames - 1826 - 74 pàgines
...particularly evident when those lines were repeated out of the hymn, called, " The dying Christian," namely, " Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly ! 0 grave ! where is thy victory ? 0 death ! where is thy sting ?" Having had a knowledge of ABIGAIL... | |
 | Episcopal Church - 1827 - 140 pàgines
...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...wings! I mount! I fly! O grave, where is thy victory ! 0 death, where is thy sting! 112 HYMNS. ZXZ. JUDGMENT. HYMN 192. (c. M.) 1 TIf HEN, rising from the... | |
 | 1919 - 108 pàgines
...glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies. Philip Doddridge. The world recedes—it disappears; Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With...seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! '' 0 Grave, where is thy victory ? 0 Death, where is thy sting 1 Alexander Pope. The weary world is... | |
 | KATE LOUISE ROBERTS - 1922 - 1422 pàgines
...Death, a similar paraphrase, pub. 1674, before Pope was born. 4 The world recedes; it disappears; Heav'n cunctis affectibus flagrantior est. Lust of power...passions. TACITUS— Annales. XV. 53. 22 I thought tha is thy sting? POPE — The Dying Christian to His Soul. s Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit... | |
 | Sir Henry John Newbolt - 1922 - 1032 pàgines
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath t Tell me, my soul, can this be Death t The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on...eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend thy wings ! I mount! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory 51 JOHN GAY (1685-1732) THE QUIDNUNKIES... | |
 | Gordon Crosse - 1924 - 288 pàgines
...my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, 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? Alexander Pope. 134 THE DESPONDING SOUL'S WISH: DESIDERIUM Mv spirit longeth for Thee,... | |
 | Iolo Aneurin Williams - 1923 - 528 pàgines
...And let me languish into life. 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 ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring :... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 pàgines
...And let me languish into life ! * 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? ia The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring:... | |
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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. 
