 | Christopher Marlowe - 1887 - Страниц: 492
...a drop : ah, my Christ ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : 0 spare me, Lucifer ! — Where is it now ? 'tis gone...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No ! no !... | |
 | 1888 - Страниц: 598
...heart for naming of my Christ! Yet will I call on Him: Oh, spare me Lucifer! — Where is it now? 't is gone: and see, where God Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows! Bij Modderman: O Christus, zie, Waar ginds uw bloed vloeit langs het firmament, Daar kan een droppel... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - Страниц: 328
...would save my soul, half a drop : ah. my Christ I— Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ 1 Yet will I call on him : O, spare me, Lucifer ! —...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows 1 Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No, no... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - Страниц: 408
...would save my soul — half a drop : ah, my Christ I Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : O spare me, Lucifer !— Where is it now? 'tis gone ; and see where God Stretchcth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me,... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - Страниц: 266
...a drop, ah my Christ, 1476 Rend not my heart for naming of my Christ, Yet wil I call on him [:] oh spare me Lucifer ! Where is it now? tis gone: and see where God [42] 1461 honre A2. 1462 damn'd A3 || (perp.)! Dy. etc. 1463 (heau.). A2. 1464 (come); Dy. etc. 1465... | |
 | Sarah Warner Brooks - 1890 - Страниц: 520
...him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer ! Where is it now ? T is gone ! And see a threatening arm and angry brow. Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Heaven ! No ' then I will headlong run into the earth. Gape, earth ! Oh, no, it will not harbor me.... | |
 | J. G. Lewis - 1891 - Страниц: 44
...would save my soul — half a drop : ah, my Christ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : O spare me, Lucifer ! —...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No! no! Then... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1892 - Страниц: 156
...a drop ; ah, my Christ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! Yet will I call on Him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer! Where is it now ? 'Tis gone; and...Stretcheth out His arm and bends His ireful brows I Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Qod! No? No?... | |
 | Henry Morley - 1892 - Страниц: 488
...the last hour is then painted. In language drawn from Scripture, Faustus cries in his despair — " Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me ! And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven ! No ! Then will I run headlong into the earth. Gape earth ! Oh, no, it will not harbour me... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1892 - Страниц: 1142
...a drop ; ah, my Christ ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! Yet will I call on Him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer! Where is it now? 'Tis gone; and see where God Stretcheih out His arm and bends His ireful brows ! Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me,... | |
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O spare me, Lucifer! — Where is it now? 'tis gone; and see where God Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows! 
