 | 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... | |
 | 1825 - 140 pages
...and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors, and the King of glory shall come in." I. 121 CHAPTER XII. ••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 i "The world recedes, it disappears —... | |
 | 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.... | |
 | John Benjamin Seely - Ellora (India) - 1825 - 650 pages
...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... | |
 | English letters - 1826 - 438 pages
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 | 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...draws my breath ?•— Tell me, my soul, can this be—death? With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount! I iTy7 O Grave ! Where is thy... | |
 | English letters - 1826 - 422 pages
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 | English letters - 1826 - 416 pages
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 | Henry Forster Burder, Isaac Watts - Bible - 1826 - 476 pages
...of dying I Cease, fond nature T cease thy strife} ••**.And let me languish into life ! '•"(' 2 Hark ! they whisper — angels say, - * . ' Sister spirit, come away!' What is this absorbs roe quite, •Steals my senses, shuts, my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath,?.—, \\r,-- Tell... | |
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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? 
