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Drowns my spirits, draws my breath i Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
3. The world recedes, it disappears!
Heaven opens to my eyes!-my ears With sounds seraphic ring:
Lend, lend your wings! I mount, I y! 0 Grave! where is thy victory?
0 Death! where is thy sting?
LESSON XXI.
POPE.
HYMN TO THE BLESSED V GIN.
1. AvE MARIA! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer;
Thou canst hear, though om the wild ; Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care, ough banish'd, outcast, and reviled­
.Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer ;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
vE MARIA!
2. Ave Maria! unde led!
The inty couch we now must share, Shall seem with down of eider piled,
If thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern's heavy air
Shall breathe of balm, if thou hast smiled ; The-n, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer,
:Mother, list a suppliant child.
AVE !I RIA!