 | George Lansing Raymond - 1910 - 365 páginas
...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, soul! can this be death? (A 0) The world recedes, — it disappears!... | |
 | 1912 - 3742 páginas
...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! Heaven... | |
 | W. T. Andrews - 1912 - 359 páginas
...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...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Draws my spirit, drowns my breath — • Tell me, my soul, can this be death? f The world recedes;... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1913 - 601 páginas
...— 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...my breath? — Tell me, my soul! can this be death? The world recedes — it disappears; Heaven opens on my eyes; my eai« With sounds seraphic ring: Lend,... | |
 | Richard Crashaw - 1914 - 136 páginas
...bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. BURNS 99 Hark ! they whisper ; Angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away...absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1916 - 146 páginas
...the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. n Hark ! they whisper ; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away....absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death? in The world recedes ;... | |
 | 1918 - 4009 páginas
...pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! reast; And we will pray that from their spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven... | |
 | Joseph Casimir Sasia - 1918 - 562 páginas
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Come, 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? 10 Rom. viii. 18. The world recedes,... | |
 | Sir Henry John Newbolt - 1922 - 1011 páginas
...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 t Tell me, my soul, can this be Death t The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1908 páginas
...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? ia The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
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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 ? MAN SHOULD STUDY HIMSELF, AND NOT PRY INTO GOD. 
