 | New England Historic Genealogical Society Staff - 1996 - 445 Seiten
...last night of the year. On his table were found the next morning these lines in his hand-writing : " Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, Oh quit this...pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease the strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! * • • RECORD OF THE BOSTON COMMITTEE OF CORRESPONDENCE,... | |
 | John Reed - 1997 - 510 Seiten
...text is a German translation of Alexander Pope's The Dying Christian to his Soul, published in 1730: Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this...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! Heaven... | |
 | Robert Atwan, Laurance Wieder - 2000 - 512 Seiten
...where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Ode: The Dying Christian to his Soul ALEXANDER POPE Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this...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! Heaven... | |
 | Karen B. Westerfield Tucker - 2001 - 368 Seiten
...Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame; Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying. Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. An expanded version of "The Dying Christian" (utilizing the language of i Corinthians 15:54-55) was... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 544 Seiten
...shall be no more; Death, thou shall die. JOHN DONNE ENGLISH (1572-1631) The Dying Christian to His Soul Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this...Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. THE CYCLES Hark! they whisper; Angels say, OF LIFE Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me... | |
 | Rick James - 2009
...we? Vital spark of heav'nly flame, Quit, oh, quit, this mortal frame! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond...quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my Soul! can this be Death? As the poem doesn't make me nauseated,... | |
 | Balfour Stewart, Peter Guthrie Tait - 2007 - 288 Seiten
...quit this mortal frame I Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying ' Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying I Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife. And let me languish...whisper — -angels say, " Sister spirit, come away 1" What is this absorbs me quite ; Steals my senses, shuts my sight ; Drowns my spirits, draws my breath... | |
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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 ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears! 
