 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1903 - Страниц: 438
...death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud[s], 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... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1903 - Страниц: 544
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon laboring 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 passed : 'twill... | |
 | Charles Herbert Sylvester - 1903 - Страниц: 358
...hell, Now draw up Faustus, 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 mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. (The clock strikes the half hour.) Oh, half the hour... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1904 - Страниц: 718
...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 smoaky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. 0 half the hour is past... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1904 - Страниц: 710
...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 smoaky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. O half the hour is past... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1904 - Страниц: 686
...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 smoaky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. O half the hour is past... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1905 - Страниц: 138
...foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon lab'ring clouds, That, when you vomit forth into the air, 150 My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven l _ [The clock strikes the half-hour? Ah, half the hour is past l 'twill all be passed anon. 0 God,... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1906 - Страниц: 844
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon lab'ring cloud, That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, 125 So that my soul may but ascend to heaven. <r*» vote* >tnicu.) Ah, half the hour is past: 'twill... | |
 | Rudolf Zender - 1907 - Страниц: 122
...my nativity, . . Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon lab'ring clouds, That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs...mouths So that my soul may but ascend to heaven." Doch schon beginnt die Glocke langsam die Todesstunde zu verkünden. Es zucken die Blitze, es rollt... | |
 | David Daiches - 1979 - Страниц: 268
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon lab'ring cloud, That when you vomit forth into the air My limbs may...mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven. Ah, half the hour is past: The watch strikes. Twill all be past anon. OCod, If thou wilt not have mercy... | |
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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... 
