 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.  Sacred Poetry - Страница 1601828 - 180 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1755 - 318 страници
...Manner thofe charming Lines of Mr. Pope defcribe : The World recedes , it dif appear s, Hcav'n opens in my Eyes ; my Ears, With Sounds Seraphic ring. Lend, lend your Wings, I mount ! Ify! O Grave ! where is thy Viflory ? 0 Death ! where is thy Sting ? The nearer I approach to Immortality,... | |
 | David Simpson - 1780 - 628 страници
..., . • t Sifter Spirit, come away; What is this abforbs me quite ? " i • Steals my Senfes, fhuts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my' Breath ? Tell. me, my Soul, can this be Death'? ; 3 The Wprld recedes, it difappears, Heav'n opens on my Eyes, my Ears>;'" With Sounds feraphic ring: Lend,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1890 - 562 страници
...spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount? I flyj O grave! where is thy victory? O death ! where is thy sting ? * TO THE AUTHOR OF A POEM ENTITLED... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785 - 156 страници
...my Senfes, muts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my Breath? Tell me, my Seal, can this be Death ? The World recedes, it disappears ! Heaven opens On My Eyes ! my Ears With Sounds ferapkic ring: . • Lend, lend your iVivgs ! I mount, I fly ! O Grave t where is thy Victory ? O Death... | |
 | 1796 - 500 страници
...the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, f And let me languish into lite. , . II. Hark! they whisper; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 480 страници
...draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? IIL The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings II mount! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting? it THE SATIRES OF DR.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 страници
...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 spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears !... | |
 | Herbert Mends - 1801 - 432 страници
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. n. Hark ! they' whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit,...draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? in. The world recedes, it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! — my ears With sounds seraphic... | |
 | Edward Williams, James Boden - 1801 - 586 страници
...fpiritj come away ; What 1s this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight Drowns my fpirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death. 3 The world recedes, it difappears Heav'n opens to my eyes, my ears With founds feraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings, I mount,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 236 страници
...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. i II. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes... | |
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