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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? "
The Works of Alexander Pope - Стр. 255
авторы: Alexander Pope - 1822
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The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions ..., Том 1

Alexander Pope - 1754 - Страниц: 264
...this abforbs me quite ? Sifter Spirit, come away. Steals my fenfes, ihuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? III. With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount! I fly f O Grave ! where is thy Viftory...
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The Dunciad, in four books

Alexander Pope - 1770 - Страниц: 402
...Spirit, come away ! What is this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, muts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? III. The world recedes ; it difappears ! Eeav'n opens on my eyes I my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings! J...
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An essay on man. Enlarged and improved by the author. With notes, critical ...

Alexander Pope - 1776 - Страниц: 52
...•.,.,• j, • What is this aWorbs me quite ? Steals ray fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death? III. . : . . .b" The world recedes, it difappears ! ,„ Heaven opens on my ey.es ! my ears'.."...,. With...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical ..., Том 32,Стр. 1

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - Страниц: 406
...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 be Death > III. The world recedes ; it difappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : 1 5 tend, lend your wings...
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A collection of Psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, by D. Simpson

David Simpson - 1780 - Страниц: 628
..., . • t Sifter Spirit, come away; What is this abforbs me quite ? " i • Steals my Senfes, fhuts my Sight, Drowns my Spirits, draws my' Breath ? Tell. me, my Soul, can this be Death'? ; 3 The Wprld recedes, it difappears, Heav'n opens on my Eyes, my Ears>;'" With Sounds feraphic ring:...
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Letters to and from Mr. Pope

Alexander Pope - 1789 - Страниц: 298
...Spirit, come away ! What ia this abforbs me quite, ' Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath.? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ? III. The world recedes ; it difappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I...
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Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1796 - Страниц: 500
...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...absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 10 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? III. The world recedes...
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Bell's Edition, Объемы 77-78

John Bell - 1796 - Страниц: 480
...say, ' Sister Spirit, come away.' What is this absorbs me quite ! Steals my senses, shuts my sight, /O Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul ! can this be Death ? IIL The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring...
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The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes, Complete. With ..., Том 1

Alexander Pope - 1797 - Страниц: 442
...Spirit, come away. What is this abforbs me quite ? Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? III. The world recedes ; it difappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears i With founds feraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings...
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An essay on man. Cornish ed

Alexander Pope - 1798 - Страниц: 140
...flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister...quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my Soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears !...
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