| Alexander Pope - 1778 - 464 pągines
...Spirit, come away ! What is this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, rtluts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? The world recedes ; it difappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I... | |
| David Simpson - 1780 - 628 pągines
..., . • t Sifter Spirit, come away; What is this abforbs me quite ? " i • Steals my Senfes, fhuts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my' Breath ? Tell. me, my Soul, can this be Death'? ; 3 The Wprld recedes, it difappears, Heav'n opens on my Eyes, my Ears>;'" With Sounds feraphic ring:... | |
| 1783 - 360 pągines
...me quite? Steals my fenfes, (huts my light, Ōrowns my fpirits, draws ray breath( Tell me my lou!, can this be death / ^ The world recedes ! it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend yourwings! 1 mount ! Iflyt О grave, where is thy viftory f О death... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 pągines
...come away ! What is this abfolbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, fhuts In y figlit, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath • Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death» The world recedes; it difappcars ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ean With (bunds feraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings ! I... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 pągines
...Spirit, come away ! What is thi*. abibrbs me quite, Steak ray fen Cos, (huts my light, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? The world recedes, it difappears ' Hcav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings !... | |
| 1796 - 500 pągines
...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...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 pągines
...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...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 - 432 pągines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. n. Hark ! they' whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit,...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? in. The world recedes, it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! — my ears With sounds seraphic... | |
| Abner Kneeland - 1804 - 416 pągines
...fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark, they whisper ; Angels say,Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ?...shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath j Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'u opens on my eyes... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1804 - 236 pągines
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. i II. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes... | |
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