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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 poetical works of Alexander Pope, with a life, by A. Dyce - Page 148
by Alexander Pope - 1863
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Warning and Example to the Young: Or, The Story of Mrs. Neville and Her ...

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 —...
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The Works of Augustus M. Toplady, Volume 4

Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 484 pages
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes : it disappears. Heaven opens on my eyes : my ears her fallen on the floor, speechless, and in the convulsions of death. A physician and a surgeon were...
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The Wonders of Elora: Or, The Narrative of a Journey to the Temples and ...

John Benjamin Seely - 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...
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American Writers and Compilers of Sacred Music

Frank Johnson Metcalf - 1925 - 436 pages
...i!' absent relatives it will be a consolation to know that be was surrounded by the kindest friends. "What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my Dreath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death? Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears With...
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The Catholic Tradition in English Literature

George Carver - 1926 - 504 pages
...the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, 5 And let me languish into life. 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? The world recedes; it...
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The Catholic Anthology

Thomas Walsh - 1927 - 582 pages
...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...death? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring; Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly O Grave! where...
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Lyrics from the Old Song Books

Edmondstoune Duncan - 1927 - 634 pages
...Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, Let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite ? That steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? O, tell me, Soul, can...
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Lyrics from the Old Song Books

Edmondstoune Duncan - 1927 - 658 pages
...life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite ? That steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? O, tell me, Soul, can this be death ? • The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my...
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The Poems of Alexander Pope: A One-volume Edition of the Twickenham Text ...

Alexander Pope - 1963 - 884 pages
...his De Vita Hadriani, § xxv. Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, 5 And let me languish into life. 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 ? The world recedes; it...
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The English Presbyterian Messenger

1857 - 398 pages
...— the bliss — of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. " Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come...opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring : IJend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave, where is thy victory? O death, where is thy sting...
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