 | 1840 - 520 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath f Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? " The world recedes, it disappears, Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears With sounds seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings ; I mount, I fly : 0 Grave, where is thy victory ?... | |
 | Selection - 1822 - 276 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings, I mount, 1 fly ; O Grave ! where is thy victory ?... | |
 | West Church (Boston, Mass.) - 1823 - 376 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 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 ?... | |
 | 1823 - 494 páginas
...repeated the following lines of one of her favourite hymns, which she used to sing with peculiar interest. 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 ? 0... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 630 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death ? in. 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 398 páginas
...shuts my sight ? 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? in. The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring : 15 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy Victory... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul ! can this be death ? 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1825 - 536 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! Oh grave I where is thy victory... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - 484 páginas
...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... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 páginas
...senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ! can this be death ? 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 ?... | |
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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? 
