 | 1821 - 378 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark ! they whisper, angels say, Sister spirit, come...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... | |
 | Hosea Ballou - 1821 - 328 pages
...nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! 2 Hark! they whisper! Angels say, Sifter spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite,...draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | Basil Woodd - 1821 - 450 pages
...nature, cease Thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark, they whisper ! angels say, Kindred spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite,...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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1821 - 86 pages
...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...senses, shuts my sight ? Drowns my spirits, draws niy breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ; The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens... | |
 | Unitarian Church in Washington, D.C. - 1821 - 238 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 428 pages
...extraordinary, that he produced his Rinaldo in his eighteenth year, no bad precursor to the Gerusalonima Liberata, and no small effort of that genius, which...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 - 402 pages
...Sappho, etc. THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL. ODE. I. Vital spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh <|uit this mortal frame; Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,...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 - 392 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me lanuish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come...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... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 pages
...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...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my oreath ; Tell me, my soul, can this be Death? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my... | |
 | 1822 - 284 pages
...the 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,... | |
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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 spirits, draws my breath? 
