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" O spare me, Lucifer! — Where is it now? 'tis gone; and see where God Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows! "
The Works of Christopher Marlowe - Seite 287
von Christopher Marlowe, Richard H. Horne - 1885
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Christopher Marlowe

Christopher Marlowe - 1887 - 430 Seiten
...would save my soul— half a drop : ah, my Christ ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : O spare me, Lucifer ! —...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No ! no !...
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Christopher Marlowe

Christopher Marlowe, John Addington Symonds - 1887 - 430 Seiten
...a drop : ah, my Christ ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : 0 spare me, Lucifer ! — Where is it now ? 'tis gone...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No ! no !...
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Het Leeskabinet

1888
...heart for naming of my Christ! Yet will I call on Him: Oh, spare me Lucifer! — Where is it now? 't is gone: and see, where God Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows! Bij Modderman: O Christus, zie, Waar ginds uw bloed vloeit langs het firmament, Daar kan een droppel...
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Marlowe's Faustus: Goethe's Faust

Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - 315 Seiten
...would save my soul, half a drop : ah. my Christ I— Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ 1 Yet will I call on him : O, spare me, Lucifer ! —...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows 1 Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No, no...
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The Works of Christopher Marlowe Including His Translations

Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - 376 Seiten
...would save my soul — half a drop : ah, my Christ I Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : O spare me, Lucifer !— Where is it now? 'tis gone ; and see where God Stretchcth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me,...
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Doctor Faustus

Christopher Marlowe - 1889
...a drop, ah my Christ, 1476 Rend not my heart for naming of my Christ, Yet wil I call on him [:] oh spare me Lucifer ! Where is it now? tis gone: and see where God [42] 1461 honre A2. 1462 damn'd A3 || (perp.)! Dy. etc. 1463 (heau.). A2. 1464 (come); Dy. etc. 1465...
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English Poetry and Poets

Sarah Warner Brooks - 1890 - 506 Seiten
...him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer ! Where is it now ? T is gone ! And see a threatening arm and angry brow. Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Heaven ! No ' then I will headlong run into the earth. Gape, earth ! Oh, no, it will not harbor me....
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Christopher Marlowe: Outlines of His Life and Works

J. G. Lewis - 1891 - 28 Seiten
...would save my soul — half a drop : ah, my Christ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ ! Yet will I call on him : O spare me, Lucifer ! —...Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows ! Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No! no! Then...
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The Writings of James Russell Lowell ...: The old English dramatists. 1892

James Russell Lowell - 1892 - 342 Seiten
...a drop ; ah, my Christ! Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! Yet will I call on Him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer! Where is it now ? 'Tis gone; and...Stretcheth out His arm and bends His ireful brows I Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Qod! No? No?...
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English Writers: An Attempt Towards a History of English Literature

Henry Morley - 1892
...the last hour is then painted. In language drawn from Scripture, Faustus cries in his despair — " Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me ! And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven ! No ! Then will I run headlong into the earth. Gape earth ! Oh, no, it will not harbour me...
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