 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 Seiten
...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 your1 smoaky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. O half the hour... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 Seiten
...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 Wentworth Dilke - 1814 - 408 Seiten
...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 smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heav'n. ( The watch strikes.) Oh ! half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1816 - 412 Seiten
...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 smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heav'n. (The watch strikes.) Oh! half the hour is past: 'twill... | |
 | 1821 - 404 Seiten
...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 smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heav'n. (The watch /strikes.) Oh ! half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | 1821 - 408 Seiten
...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 smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heav'n. (The watch strikes.) Oh! half the hour is past: 'twill... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 348 Seiten
...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 heav'n. [The clock strikes the half hour.] Oh! half the hour is... | |
 | Englishmen - 1836 - 274 Seiten
...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 smoky mouths ; But let my soul mount and ascend to heav'n. ( The watch strikes. J Oh I half the hour is past : 'twill... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1844 - 330 Seiten
...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 - 1845 - 492 Seiten
...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 smoaky mouths, But let my soul mount, and ascend to heaven. The watch strikes. 0 half the hour is past... | |
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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... 
