| Hosea Ballou, Edward Turner - Hymns, English - 1824 - 406 pages
...Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! 2 Hark ! they whisper ! Angela say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes — it disappears... | |
| Minstrel - 1824 - 246 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And I«t me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say. Sister spirit, come...What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, sbuts my sight. Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul can this be death? The world... | |
| S B Haslam - 1824 - 658 pages
...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 !" — What is this ahsorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight? Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me,... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 460 pages
...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...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ! can this be death ? The world recedes ! it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring :... | |
| 1825 - 132 pages
...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...draws my breath ! Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears ! ' ' Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring:... | |
| Robert Taylor Hunt - Hymns, English - 1825 - 382 pages
...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...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes, it disappears ; Heaven opens to my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend,... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1825 - 536 pages
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark I they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away....draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend,... | |
| 1825 - 208 pages
...strife, And let me languish into life ; Hark ! they whisper, angels say, Sister, Spirit come away. 3 What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...my breath — Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 4 The world recedes, it disappears, Heav'n opens on my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring :... | |
| Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 490 pages
...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...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 : it disappears.... | |
| Select poetry - English poetry - 1825 - 182 pages
...pain, the bliss, of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Hark ! they whisper — angels say, " Sister spirit,...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... | |
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