 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 634 lehte
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. II. 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 ? III. The world recedes ;... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 630 lehte
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. II. 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 ? in. The world recedes ;... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 80 lehte
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. II. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ! Tel) me, my soul, can this be Death ? HI. The world recedes !... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 84 lehte
...bliss of dying '. Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. II. Hark ! Ihey whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ! Tell me, my soul, can this be Death ? III. The world recedes!... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 lehte
...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... | |
 | 1825 - 140 lehte
...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... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 lehte
...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 lehte
...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... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 490 lehte
...pain, the bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife ; And let me languish into life. II. 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 spul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes :... | |
 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 lehte
...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... | |
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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... 
