 | Alexander Pope - 1822
...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 away...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 ; it disappears... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822
...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 away...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 ; it disappears... | |
 | 1822
...the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 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 !... | |
 | Youth's instructor - 1830
...eyes are so dim, I cannot see." He said, " My dear, this is what I have often heard you sing, — ' What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight?' " "O father," she exclaimed, "I know I am going to heaven." Afterwards, being asked if she was comfortable,... | |
 | Central Universalist Society (Boston, Mass.) - 1823 - 450 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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....world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I flyf O grave... | |
 | West Church (Boston, Mass.) - 1823 - 360 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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.'...3 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... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1823 - 80 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 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 !... | |
 | Hosea Ballou, Edward Turner - 1824 - 396 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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....world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave... | |
 | Hosea Ballou, Edward Turner - 1824 - 396 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...world recedes — it disappears ! — Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears With sounds seraphic ring ; • Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 67 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 away....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 ! it disappears'.... | |
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