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The Dying Christian To His Soul

Rating: 3.2
Vital spark of heav’nly 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.

Hark! they whisper; angels say,
Sister Spirit, come away!
What is this absorbs me quite?
Steals my senses, shuts my sight,
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Richard Wlodarski 26 November 2016
This poem has helped me through this most difficult time of watching a friend dying of cancer. Thank you Poem Hunter for bringing it to my attention.
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Chrissa Lynn 28 February 2011
This poem describes death so glouriously.
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Chrissa Lynn 28 February 2011
I agree. This poem describes death so glouriously.
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Peya Jakob 27 November 2007
This is beautiful.It means the world to me.Its rivetting and timeless and even now its part of all i live through.It is a gift to literature
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