 | 1796 - 500 стор.
...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 away.' What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1798 - 140 стор.
...hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels...Sister 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... | |
 | Herbert Mends - 1801 - 432 стор.
...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, come away, What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 236 стор.
...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 away. What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can... | |
 | Edward Barry - 1806 - 244 стор.
...hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels...Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this... | |
 | George Richards - 1806 - 394 стор.
...the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 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 r Tell me, my soul, can this be... | |
 | Ralph Williston - 1806 - 436 стор.
...pain, the biiss of dying ! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2. Hark! they whisper angels say, Sister 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 стор.
...hoping, lingering, flying ; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels...spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath Tell me, my soul ! can this be... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 288 стор.
...hoping, lingering, flying; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, .> And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels...spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws rny breath? Tell me, my soul! can this... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 стор.
...hoping, lingering, flying ; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper; angels...spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ! can this... | |
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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? 
