 | Minstrel - 1824 - 246 страница
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And I«t me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say. Sister spirit, come...What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, sbuts my sight. Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul can this be death? The world... | |
 | Hosea Ballou, Edward Turner - 1824 - 406 страница
...Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! 2 Hark ! they whisper ! Angela 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, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes — it... | |
 | S B Haslam - 1824 - 658 страница
...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 away !" — What is this ahsorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight? Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me,... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 490 страница
...hoping, ling'ring, flying : O the pain, the bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife ; And let me languish into life. II. Hark ! they whisper....absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my spul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes :... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 страница
...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...absorbs me 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... | |
 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 страница
...the pain, the bliss of dying. Cease, fond native, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit come...absorbs me 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... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 страница
...pain, the bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Hark ! they whisper — angels say, " Sister spirit,...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul ! can this be death ? The world recedes !... | |
 | 1825 - 132 страница
...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...absorbs me 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... | |
 | 1825 - 140 страница
...and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors, and the King of glory shall come in." I. 121 CHAPTER XII. ••Hark ! they whisper, angels say ' Sister spirit,...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death i "The world recedes, it disappears... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1825 - 536 страница
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark I they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away....absorbs me 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!... | |
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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? 
