 | 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...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... | |
 | 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...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 ;... | |
 | 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...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 - 484 pages
...me languish into life. II. Hark ! they whisper. Angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is (his absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight,...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes : it disappears. Heaven opens on my eyes : my ears her fallen on the floor,... | |
 | 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....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!... | |
 | Methodist Church - 1825 - 516 pages
...Never were these words of the poet better applied than in her caw: — " What ie this absorb! me qnite. Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit,...draws my breath * Tell me, my soul, can this be death '" On the following day her funeral sermon was preached to a large, attentive, and weeping congregation,... | |
 | 1825 - 208 pages
...draws 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 : Lend, lend your wings ; I mount I fly, 0 grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? HYMN 64. 1 "DELIGION is the chief concern,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1826 - 396 pages
...senses, ehitts my sight, Prowus my spirits, draw» my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can tliis be death? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on...sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount 1 I fly Î Oh grave ! where is thy victory r Oh death I where is thy sting. AN ESSAV ON CRITICISM.... | |
 | Abigail Eames - Baptists - 1826 - 74 pages
...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... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pages
...lingering,'flying, .• — f -i •. .- -I 10 Hark! they whisper—angels say, -.3,-•i,..,; <,-••. " Sister spirit, come away"— What is this absorbs....., - ~ Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ?•— Tell me, my soul, can this be—death? With sounds seraphic ring!... | |
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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. 
