 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - Страниц: 554
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud ; That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. O half the hour is past : 'twill all... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Alexander Dyce - 1865 - Страниц: 476
...death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a fogey mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloudfs], That, when you* vomit forth into the air, My limbs...that my soul may but ascend to heaven ! [The clock slru-et the Imlf-TuMr. Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon 0 God, If thou wilt not have... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - Страниц: 592
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud ; That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount, and ascend to heaven. [ The watch strikes. Oh, half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - Страниц: 420
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud; That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strihes. O half the hour is past: 'twill all... | |
 | sir William Smith - 1869 - Страниц: 382
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud ; That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, 30 But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. O half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | sir John Scott Keltie - 1870 - Страниц: 588
...allotted death and hell, How draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud, et me not see thee. Bel. I will fly as far As there is morning, ere I half-hour. Ah, half the hour is past ! 'twill all be past anon. О God, If Thou wilt not have mercy... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 610
...allotted death and heu, Now draw np Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud, That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, 80 that my soul may but ascend to heaven ! The clock strikes the half-hour. Ah, half the hour is past... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - Страниц: 644
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud; That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strihes. Oh ! half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray - 1874 - Страниц: 822
...hell, Now draw up Faustns, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud ; That, when ye vomit forth into the air My limbs may issue from your smoky months ; Bat let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. [The dock strikes Hie half-hour. Oh, half the... | |
 | Henry Major - 1875 - Страниц: 310
...death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud ; That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. Oh ! half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
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You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist... 
