 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1901 - 710 sayfa
...for man, and scorn, and chains, j but heap (Thousand-fold torment on themselves and him. PROMETHEUS Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those wan lips; let that thorn- wounded brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with tby tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1904 - 942 sayfa
...for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. 1'rometlieitx. rays in torment to be dead." " The thing may chance,...(O Mother, Mary Mother. If he have prayed, between 1 Fix, fix tliose tortured orbs in peace uiul death, So thy sick throes shake not that cruci•fuc,... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1905 - 236 sayfa
...wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. PROMETHEUS. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those...crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O, horrible! Thy name I will not speak, It hath become a curse. I see, I see The wise, the mild, the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1905 - 978 sayfa
...for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap 595 Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Prometheus. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare ; Close those...! Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, 600 So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O, horribw... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1905 - 236 sayfa
...Close those wan lips; let that thorn-wounded brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with thy tearsl Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So...crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O, horrible! Thy name I will not speak, It hath become a curse. I see, I see The wise, the mild, the... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1905 - 238 sayfa
...wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. PROMETHEUS. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those...thorn-wounded brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with thy teanl Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1908 - 194 sayfa
...PROMETHEUS. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those wan lips; let-that thorn- wounded_brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with thy tears! Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, «oo So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O, horrible!... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1909 - 948 sayfa
...for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap 595 Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Prometheus. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare ; Close those...! Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, 600 So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O, horrible... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 968 sayfa
...wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Prometheus. " No trifling ! I can't wait, beside ! I 've promised to visit by dinner time Bagdad, bro\y Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1901 - 712 sayfa
...wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousand-fold torment on themselves and him. PBOMETHEC8 Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those wan lips ; let that thorn- wounded brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with thy tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs... | |
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Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those wan lips; let that thornwounded brow Stream not with blood; it mingles with thy tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those pale fingers... 
