 I. Vital fpark of heav'nly fl.ame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame; Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, And let me languifh into life. II. Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter...  Letters to and from his friends and patrons - Сторінка 343автори: Sir Richard Steele - 1787 - 518 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Joseph Priestley - 1777 - 348 стор.
...have a difagreeable effect : What is this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, jhuts my fight ? Drinks my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my foul, can this be death ? Though there fhould be no inconfiftency in imagining the fame thing to have the different properties... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1778 - 464 стор.
...pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, And let me languid into life. II. Hark ! they whifper; Angels fay, 'Sifter Spirit, come...! What is this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, rtluts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? The world... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1778 - 410 стор.
...blifi of dying . Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, And kt'me languifh into life. II. Hark ! the whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come away. What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, touts my fight, ^ Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath t Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death 2 III. The... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 412 стор.
...pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, 5 And let me languifh into life. II. Hark! they whifper; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come...abforbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, 10 Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? m. The world recedes... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 400 стор.
...pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, 5 And, let me languifli into life. II. Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come...What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, muts my fight, 10 Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? m. The... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 1164 стор.
...fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, 5 And let me languifh into life. II. Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fty, Sifter Spirit, come away. What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, to Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? HI. The world recedes... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 406 стор.
...pain, the blifs of dying 1 Ceafe, .fond Nature, ceafe thy ftrife, 5 And let me languifh into life. II. Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come away. What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals-my fenfes, (huts my fight, 10 Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1783 - 322 стор.
...pain, the blifs of dying ! Ceafe, fond Nature ! ceafe thy ftrife, And let me languifh into life. II. Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come...abforbs me quite, ^, Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drown; Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? nr. The world recedes... | |
 | 1783 - 360 стор.
...this abforbs me quite? Steals my fenfes, Ihuts my light, Drowns my fpirits, draws ray breath,' Т ell me my foul, can this be death ? The world recedes! it difappears ! Hcav'h opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring i Lend, lend your wings ! 1 mount ! Iflyi... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785 - 156 стор.
...the Pain, the Blifs of dying ! . Ceafe, fond Nature, ceafe thy Strife, And let me languifh into Life. Hark! they whifper; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit come away.' What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals my Senfes, muts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my Breath? Tell me, my Seal, can this be Death ? The... | |
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