 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 sayfa
...but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Promethens. Remit the anguish of that liglued stare; Close those wan lips ; let that thorn-wounded...Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears I Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 664 sayfa
...endure Deep wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap l'ioasandfold torment on themselves and him. Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, —...thy gore ! Oh horrible ! Thy name I will not speak, It hath become a curse ! I see, I see The wise, the mild, the lofty, and the just, Whom thy slaves... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 776 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 wan lips ; let that thorn- wounded brow Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 714 sayfa
...wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Promclhriis. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare ; Close those wan lips ; let that thom-wounded brow Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears ! Fix, fix those tortured orbs... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 448 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...Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears 1 Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, So those... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 sayfa
...themselves and him. Prometheus. Remit the anguish of that ligh,ed stare ; Close those wan lips ; lot that thorn-wounded brow Stream not with blood ; it mingles with thy tears I Fix, fix those tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shake not that crucifix, , So... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 646 sayfa
...Deep wrongs for man, and scorn, and chains, but heap Thousandfold torment on themselves and him. Pro. 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 - 1874 - 584 sayfa
...rROMKTIIKl'S UN HOUND. PROMETHEUS. Remit the anguish of that lighted stare ; Close those wan lipB : let that thorn-wounded brow Stream not with blood...crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy K«re. O, horrible I Thy name I will not speak, It hath become a curse. I see, I see The wise, the... | |
 | John Stuart Blackie - 1874 - 486 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...tortured orbs in peace and death, So thy sick throes shade not that crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with thy gore. O horrible! thy name I will... | |
 | Walter Augustus Gray - 1876 - 184 sayfa
...their outward attitude, in their inmost hearts they all respond to the fearful prayer of the poet:— " Remit the anguish of that lighted stare; Close those...crucifix, So those pale fingers play not with Thy gore." In vain. Do what they will they cannot ignore Him. Though they blaspheme, though they persecute, though... | |
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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... 
