| Episcopal Church - 1835 - 636 str.
...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...absorbs me quite ; Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death 1 3 The world recedes, it disappears... | |
| American Tract Society - 1835 - 224 str.
...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,...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death 1 3 The world recedes, it disappears... | |
| Alexander Fletcher - 1835 - 416 str.
...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,...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes !... | |
| Flowers - 1835 - 174 str.
...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...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? The world recedes ! it disappears!... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1836 - 290 str.
...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,...absorbs me quite ; Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| 1836 - 116 str.
...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,...absorbs me quite ; Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes ; it... | |
| Methodist new connexion, John Wesley - 1836 - 520 str.
...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...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 3 The world recedes; it disappears!... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1836 - 332 str.
...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...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death T The world recedes ; k disappears... | |
| Helen Philbrook Patten - 1906 - 292 str.
...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...absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? The world recedes ; it disappears... | |
| Walter Ashbel Sellew - 1907 - 350 str.
...God had given her to do : and, like Samson, she has accomplished more by her death than by her life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come...absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? — Pope. FROM CHINA'S SHORES.... | |
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