 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 Seiten
...of dying. Cease, fond native, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit come away." What is this...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 - 1825 - 536 Seiten
...dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark I they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this...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!... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 Seiten
...dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this...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 - 516 Seiten
...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 - 132 Seiten
...of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper: angels say, Sister spirit, come away, What is this...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 - 208 Seiten
...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 sight ; Drowns my spirits, draws my breath — Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 4 The world recedes, it disappears,... | |
 | John Benjamin Seely - 1825 - 650 Seiten
...men, as they approach that awful moment described by Mr. Pope, in his beautiful ode to the Soul — " What is this absorbs me quite — Steals my senses, shuts my sight ?" Even when that time comes as a relief to the good, to the suffering spirit of the evil-doer it affords... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 Seiten
...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!... | |
 | Episcopal Church - 1827 - 140 Seiten
...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...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes, it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring!... | |
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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 spirits, draws my breath? 
