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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? "
The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Four Volumes Complete. With His Last ... - Страница 20
по Alexander Pope - 1778
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The New Christian's Magazine: Being an Universal Repository of Divine ..., Том 2

1783 - 360 страници
...fpirits, draws ray breath( Tell me my lou!, can this be death / ^ The world recedes ! it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend yourwings! 1 mount ! Iflyt О grave, where is thy viftory f О death I where is thy ftirig ? THE SCRIPTURES,...

The Epistolary Correspondence of Sir Richard Steele ..

Sir Richard Steele - 1787 - 264 страници
...draws my breath ? Tell me, my foul, can this be Death ? The world recedes ; it difappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring...where is thy viftory ? O Death ! where is thy fting ? LETTER CCCCXIII *. To HENRY BOYJLE f» Eftj. SIR, AS the profefled defign of this work is to entertain...

Miscellanies, Moral and Instructive, in Prose and Verse

1787 - 430 страници
...fpirits, draws my breath, Tell me, my foul, can this be death. i in. The world recedes, it difappears T Heav'n opens on my eyes — my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly f Oh ! grave, where is thy viftory ? Oh ( death, where is thy fting ? THO' plung'd in ills, and exercis'd...

Letters to and from his friends and patrons

Sir Richard Steele - 1787 - 560 страници
...world recedes ; it difappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring ! Lead, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy viftory ? O Death ! where" is thy fting ? LETTER CCCCXIII *. To HENRY BOYLE f, Efq. SIR, AS the profefied defign of this work is to entertain...

Prolusiones poeticæ; or, A selection of poetical exercises, in Greek, Latin ...

Prolusiones - 1788 - 210 страници
...breath ; Tell me, my foul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes, it difappears ; Heav'n opens to my eyes ; my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings, I mount ! I fly ! O Death, where is thy vi£tory ? O Grave, where is thy fting ? ( 39 ) III. Quid forbet ? oh quid me mihi...

The snares of prospertiy, a sermon. To which is added, An essay on ..., Том 1

John Clayton - 1789 - 134 страници
...ane .quite, Steals myfenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my foul, can this be Death? The world recedes — it difappears...your wings; I mount, I fly! " O Grave, where is thy victory ? « O Death, where is thy fting?" SERMONS BY THE AUTHOR^. On the Glory of the Lord ariferi....

Letters to and from Mr. Pope

Alexander Pope - 1789 - 298 страници
...fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath.? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? III. The world recedes ; it difappears! Heav'n opens on...feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly i O grave ! where is thy viftory ? O death ! where is thy fting ? ^ LETTER X. To Ma. ADDISO N. « July...

Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, Том 1

Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 страници
...fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? The world recedes, it difappears ' Hcav'n ' Confidcr O Grave ! where is thy Viftory ? O Death ! where is thy Sting ? fly! § 7. An EJJay on Criticifm. PoPI....

Carmina evangelica; or, Hymns, chiefly collected from various authors, by W ...

William Maurice (independent minister) - 1792 - 270 страници
...fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my foul, can this be death? in. The world recedes ; it difappears! Heav'n opens on...where is thy viftory? O death ! where is thy fting ? CLXXI X. Funeral of a Saint. PM i. AH lovely appearance of death; No fight upon earth is fo fair;...

The Evangelical Magazine, Том 5

1797 - 610 страници
...our love be confummated, refined, and eternalized. The world recedes, it difappears ; • , Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears, With founds feraphic, ring : Lend, lend your wings ; I mount, I flyf O grave, where is thv viftory? O death, where is thy fting f Dear love, more would I fay, but...




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