| 1825 - 516 pages
...Never were these words of the poet better applied than in her caw: — " What ie this absorb! me qnite. Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit,...draws my breath * Tell me, my soul, can this be death '" On the following day her funeral sermon was preached to a large, attentive, and weeping congregation,... | |
| 1825 - 208 pages
...strife, And let me languish into life ; Hark ! they whisper, angels say, Sister, Spirit come away. 3 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 ? 4 The world recedes, it disappears,... | |
| John Benjamin Seely - 1825 - 650 pages
...men, as they approach that awful moment described by Mr. Pope, in his beautiful ode to the Soul — " What is this absorbs me quite — Steals my senses, shuts my sight ?" Even when that time comes as a relief to the good, to the suffering spirit of the evil-doer it affords... | |
| John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pages
...lingering,'flying, .• — f -i •. .- -I 10 Hark! they whisper—angels say, -.3,-•i,..,; <,-••. " Sister spirit, come away"— What is this absorbs....., - ~ Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ?•— Tell me, my soul, can this be—death? With sounds seraphic ring!... | |
| Henry Forster Burder, Isaac Watts - 1826 - 476 pages
...of dying I Cease, fond nature T cease thy strife} ••**.And let me languish into life ! '•"(' 2 Hark ! they whisper — angels say, - * . ' Sister spirit, come away!' What is this absorbs roe quite, •Steals my senses, shuts, my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath,?.—, \\r,-- Tell... | |
| 1827 - 162 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 ! Heaven opens on mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring... | |
| John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...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...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!... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1828 - 222 pages
...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...this be death ? The world recedes, it disappears! With sounds seraphic ring: Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly'... | |
| Episcopal Church - 1828 - 380 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,...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring... | |
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