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. Bartlett's Poems for Occasions - Página 220por Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 544 páginasVista previa limitada - Acerca de este libro
| 1825 - 132 páginas
...Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper: angels say, Sister spirit, come away, What is this absorbs me...fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting? HYMN XLI. C. M, SALVATION, O the joyful sound! What pleasure to our ears! A sov'reign... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 460 páginas
...Cease, fond Nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me...fly! O grave ! where is thy victory ? O death ! where is thy sting ? A FRAGMENT. WHAT are the falling rills, the pendent shades, The morning bowers, the... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1825 - 536 páginas
...Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark I they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me...seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! Oh grave I where is thy victory ? Oh death ! where is thy sting ? AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM. Written... | |
| Select poetry - 1825 - 182 páginas
...spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul ! can this...! O grave ! where is thy victory ? O death ! where is thy sting ? PALMERSTONE. CIV. WHOE'ER, like me, with trembling anguish brings His dearest earthly... | |
| Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - 382 páginas
...Cease, fond native, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper, angels say, " Sister spirit come away." What is this absorbs me...? The world recedes, it disappears ; Heaven opens to my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring ; Lend, lend your wings, 1 mount, I fly ; O grave, where... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 426 páginas
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| Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 490 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my spul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes : it disappears. Heaven opens on...fly ! O Grave, where is thy victory? O Death, where is thy sting ? her fallen on the floor, speechless, and in the convulsions of death. A physician and... | |
| 1825 - 208 páginas
...strife, And let me languish into life ; Hark ! they whisper, angels say, Sister, Spirit come away. 3 What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts...my breath — Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 4 The world recedes, it disappears, Heav'n opens on my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring :... | |
| 1825 - 140 páginas
...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 — Heaven opens...seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings— I mount, I fly— 0 Grave ! where is thy victory f O Death ! where is thy sting ?" Pope. LEAVING Elizabeth in the possession... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 418 páginas
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