 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 páginas
...strife, And let me languish into life. 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 ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes, it disappears ;... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1826 - 396 páginas
...Steals my senses, ehitts my sight, Prowus my spirits, draw» my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can tliis the medium hit, And heals with morals what it hurts...felt our captive's charms : Her arts victorious triu 1 I fly Î Oh grave ! where is thy victory r Oh death I where is thy sting. AN ESSAV ON CRITICISM.... | |
 | Abigail Eames - 1826 - 74 páginas
...particularly evident when those lines were repeated out of the hymn, called, " The dying Christian," namely, " Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly ! 0 grave ! where is thy victory ? 0 death ! where is thy sting ?" Having had a knowledge of ABIGAIL... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 164 páginas
...draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3. The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heav'n opens on my eyes ! My ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly I O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death ! where is thy sting ? POPE. SECTION XXI. Epitaph on a poor... | |
 | Henry Forster Burder, Isaac Watts - 1826 - 476 páginas
...senses, shuts, my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath,?.—, \\r,-- Tell me, my soul! can this 3 The world recedes ! — it disappears !— Heaven...eyes ! — my ears With sounds seraphic ring!—: • • ' '• }|(' 3=>3 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! 6 Grave ! where is thy victory?... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 páginas
...-I 10 Hark! they whisper—angels say, -.3,-•i,..,; <,-••. " Sister spirit, come away"— What is this absorbs me quite ? .., - ~ Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ?•— Tell me, my soul, can this be—death? With sounds seraphic ring!... | |
 | 1827 - 162 páginas
...And let me languish into life. 2 Hark ! they whisper ! angels say, Sister spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite — Steals my senses, shuts...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes, it disappears ! Heaven opens on mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 páginas
...strife, And let me languish into life. 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 ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears!... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1828 - 222 páginas
...strife. And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper, angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...this be death ? The world recedes, it disappears! With sounds seraphic ring: Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly'... | |
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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. 
