 | Unitarian Church in Washington, D.C. - 1821 - 238 pàgines
...angels say, Sister 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,...seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings : I mount ! I fly ! 0 grave, where is thy viriory ? 0 death, where is thy sting ? 138. LM i FROM this world's joys, and... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1821 - 86 pàgines
...draws niy 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...! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? MORAL ESSAYS. EPISTLE V. »• MR. ADDISON. OCCASIONED BT HIS DIALOGUE OS '1 1 CIA V SIE the wild... | |
 | Hosea Ballou - 1821 - 408 pàgines
...spirit, come away. 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...world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave!... | |
 | 1821 - 378 pàgines
...spirit, come away. 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 ? 3 The world recedes ; it disappears ! » Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount... | |
 | Basil Woodd - 1821 - 450 pàgines
...spirit, come away. 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 ? 3 The world recedes, it disappears— Heav'n opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings ; I mount — •... | |
 | Selection - 1822 - 276 pàgines
...angels say " Sister spirit, come away." What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my...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 pàgines
...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...mount! I 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 426 pàgines
...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...! I fly ! 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... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 pàgines
...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...mount! I 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 428 pàgines
...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...! I fly ! 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... | |
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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 ? XII. 
