| 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, f And let me languish into lite. , . II. Hark! they whisper; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come...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... | |
| John Bell - 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature! cease thy strife, .... f And let me languish into Hie. .IL Hark! they whisper; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, /O Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? IIL The world recedes... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1798 - عدد الصفحات: 140
...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 spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| Herbert Mends - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 432
...hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. n. Hark ! they' whisper...absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? in. The world recedes, it... | |
| Edward Barry - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...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.' Tb« The world recedes;... | |
| Ralph Williston - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...pain, the biiss of dying ! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2. Hark! they whisper angels say, Sister spirit, come...absorbs me quite ? ' Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death ?• 9. RESURRECTION. Hymn 426.... | |
| George Richards - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 394
...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...absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath r Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears!... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 288
...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...senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws rny breath? Tell me, my soul! can this he death? The world recedes: it disappears! Heav'n opens on... | |
| Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...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... | |
| George Richards - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...puin, 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...absorbs me 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 —... | |
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