 | J. G. Lewis - 1891 - 44 Seiten
...entrails of yon labouring clouds, That when they vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from their smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to Heaven....Ah, half the hour is past ! 'twill all be past anon ! O God ! 17 O, no end is limited to damned souls ! Why wert thou not a creature wanting- soul ? Or... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1893 - 394 Seiten
...alloted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring clond ; That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may...mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven. The dock ttr&et the haJf-turnr. 0 half the hour is past : 'twill all be past anon ! 0 God ! If thon wilt... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1893 - 560 Seiten
...allotted death and hell, Now draw up Festus like R foggy mist Into the entrails of yon laboring 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 heaven. [ The watch strikes. Oh, half the hour is past ; 'twill... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1897 - 468 Seiten
...entrails of yon laboring clouds. That when they vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from their smoky mouths. So that my soul may but ascend to heaven....Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon! O God! If thou wilt not have mercy on my soul. Yet for Christ's sake whose blood hath ransomed me.... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1897 - 152 Seiten
...foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon lab'ring clouds, That, when you vomit forth into the air, 150 My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, So that...may but ascend to heaven ! [The clock strikes the half-hour. Ah, half the hour is past ! 'twill all be passed anon. O God, If thou wilt not have mercy... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1897 - 464 Seiten
...entrails of yon laboring clouds. That when they vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from their smoky mouths. So that my soul may but ascend to heaven. {The flock strikes the half -hour.} Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon! O God! If thou wilt... | |
 | 1898 - 216 Seiten
...allotted 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...mouths ; So that my soul may but ascend to heaven ! [A clock strikes. ,] Ah, half the hour is passed ! 'Twill be all passed anon. O God, if thou wilt... | |
 | Andrew Lang, Donald Grant Mitchell - 1898 - 560 Seiten
...death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon laboring cloud[s], That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs...smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven ! [Tlie dock strikes the half-hour. Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon. OGod, If thou... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - 554 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 smoky mouths, But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven. [The wateh strikes} Oh ! half the hour is passed : 'twill... | |
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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... 
