 | Episcopal Church - 1827 - 140 páginas
...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!...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... | |
 | 1827 - 162 páginas
...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...The world recedes, it disappears ! Heaven opens on mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount! I fly! O grave,... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 páginas
...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 away....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!... | |
 | Episcopal Church - 1828 - 380 páginas
...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."...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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1828 - 222 páginas
...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 away....draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul! can this be death ? The world recedes, it disappears! With sounds seraphic ring: Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears Lend,... | |
 | 1828 - 406 páginas
...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....draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death t 3 The world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | 1828 - 134 páginas
...— the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper — angels say, " Sister spirit, come...shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath I Tell me my soul can this be death '. The world recedes, it disappears, Heav'n opens on my eyes, my... | |
 | 1828 - 198 páginas
...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, come...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? — Tell me, my soul! — can this be death? 3 The world recedes ! — it... | |
 | Extracts - 1828 - 786 páginas
...shall be satisfied, my hopes accomplished, my happiness completed ; for now I come to thee." Hark ! they whisper : angels say, Sister spirit, come away...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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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 ? MAN SHOULD STUDY HIMSELF, AND NOT PRY INTO GOD. 
