 | Thomas Walsh - 1927 - 582 pages
...Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, 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 ! Heaven opens my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring; Lend,... | |
 | Edmondstoune Duncan - 1927 - 634 pages
...hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, Let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels...Spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite ? That steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? O, tell me, Soul, can... | |
 | Mark Van Doren - 1928 - 1390 pages
...Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sifter Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight. Drowns my... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1929 - 526 pages
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 | Peter V. Ross - 1931 - 188 pages
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 | Émile Audra - 1931 - 676 pages
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 | Émile Audra - 1931 - 678 pages
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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? 
