 | 1828 - 198 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Z Hark, they whisper — angels say, "Sister spirit,...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... | |
 | Extracts - 1828 - 786 pages
...longings shall be satisfied, my hopes accomplished, my happiness completed ; for now I come to thee." Hark ! they whisper : angels say, Sister spirit, come...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 !... | |
 | 1828 - 76 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...spirits, draws my breath ?— Tell me, my soul, can this he death ? 3. The world recedes; it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | 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,...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... | |
 | Sebastian Streeter, Russell Streeter - 1829 - 424 pages
...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 to mine eyes ; mine ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | Thomas Cotterill - 1829 - 292 pages
...the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark I they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit, come away...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;... | |
 | 1863 - 986 pages
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 | John Adey - 1830 - 260 pages
...frame ; Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond naturei cease thy strife ; And let me languish into life !...Steals my senses, — shuts my sight, — Drowns my spirit, — draws my breath > Tell me, my soul— can this be death? — 3 The world recedes ! —... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 pages
...Quit. O quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, hng'nng, flving, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish...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 !... | |
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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? 
