 | 1867 - 878 sayfa
...deprived thee of the joys of heaven. [Т7н> clock «trite» twit Oh, it strike«, it strikes 1 Kow, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell ! [Thunder Ob, soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 sayfa
...curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. The clock strikes twelve. It strikes, it strikes ; now, body, turn to air, Or...thee quick to hell. O soul, be chang'd into small water drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. Thunder, and enter the devils. 0 mercy heaven,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 sayfa
...curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. The dock strikes twelve. It strikes, it strikes; now, body, turn to air. Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. 0 soul, be chang'd into small water drops, And fall int9 the ocean ; ne'er be found. Thunder, and enter... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 206 sayfa
...thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes ! it strikes ! — Now, body! turn to air,...into the ocean — ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter DAEMONS. Oh ! mercy, Heaven ! look not so fierce on me ! Adders and serpents! let me breathe awhile... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 228 sayfa
...heaven. (The cluck strikes ticelte.) It strikes! it strikes! — Now, body! turn to air, Or Lncifer will bear thee quick to Hell. O soul! be chang'd into...into the ocean — ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter DAEMONS. Oh ! mercy, Heaven ! look not so fierce on me '. Adders and serpents I let me breathe awhile... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 372 sayfa
...Twelve.} It strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. Oh soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall...be found. (Thunder. Enter the Devils.) Oh ! mercy, Ilcav'n ! Look not so fierce on me ! Adders and serpents, let me breathe awhile ! — Ugly hell, gape... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 380 sayfa
...month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent, and save his soul. . (The Clock strikes Twelve.} It strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. Oh soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder. Enter... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 374 sayfa
...month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent, and save his soul. (The Clock strikes Twelve.) It strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. Oh soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder. Enter... | |
 | 1821 - 404 sayfa
...thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath deprived thee of the joys of heav'n. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes, it strikes ! now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. 0 soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1821 - 212 sayfa
...hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes! it strikes!—Now, body! turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to Hell. O sonl! be charig'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean—ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter... | |
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O, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. (Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean- — ne'er be found. 
