| 1867 - 878 str.
...deprived thee of the joys of heaven. [Т7н> clock «trite» twit Oh, it strike«, it strikes 1 Kow, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell ! [Thunder Ob, soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found.... | |
| Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 str.
...Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. The clock strikes twelve. It strikes, it strikes ; now, body, turn to...ocean ; ne'er be found. Thunder, and enter the devils. 0 mercy heaven, look not so fierce on me. Adders and serpents, let me breathe awhile : Ugly hell gape... | |
| Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1816 - 412 str.
...curse Lucifer, j That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heav'n., f (The clock strikes twelve.) , j It strikes, it strikes! now, body, turn to air, Or...thee quick to hell. O soul! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean; ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter the DEVILS. .> Oh! mercy, heav'n,... | |
| Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 206 str.
...Faustns ! curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes ! it strikes ! — Now, body!...thee quick to Hell. O soul! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean — ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter DAEMONS. Oh ! mercy, Heaven... | |
| 1821 - 408 str.
...Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heav'n. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes, it strikes ! now, body, turn...thee quick to hell. O soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter the Devils. Oh ! .mercy, heav'n,... | |
| 1821 - 404 str.
...Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath deprived thee of the joys of heav'n. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes, it strikes ! now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. 0 soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter... | |
| William Hazlitt - 1821 - 374 str.
...year, A month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent, and save his soul. (The Clock strikes Twelve.) It strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. Oh soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder. Enter... | |
| William Hazlitt - 1821 - 372 str.
...year, A month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent, and save his soul. (The Clock strike* Twelve.} It strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. Oh soul ! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found. (Thunder. Enter... | |
| Christopher Marlowe - 1821 - 212 str.
...hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. (The clock strikes twelve.) It strikes! it strikes!—Now, body! turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to Hell. O sonl! be charig'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean—ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter... | |
| Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 228 str.
...heaven. (The cluck strikes ticelte.) It strikes! it strikes! — Now, body! turn to air, Or Lncifer will bear thee quick to Hell. O soul! be chang'd into small water-drops, And fall into the ocean — ne'er be found. (Thunder.) Enter DAEMONS. Oh ! mercy, Heaven... | |
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