 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 str.
...Gape earth. O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence have 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 508 str.
...Gape earth. O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence have 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... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1814 - 408 str.
...headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...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... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1816 - 412 str.
...headlong run into the earth 1*'. Gape, earth !—O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...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... | |
 | 1821 - 408 str.
...headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour me. You stars, that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...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... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 228 str.
...headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth! — O no, it will not harbour me. Yon stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring clond. ****** (The clock chimes the half honr.) Oh ! half the hour is past, 'twill all be past anon.... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 408 str.
...headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth I — O no, it will not harbour me. You stars, that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...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... | |
 | Philomathic institution - 1824 - 522 str.
...headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth '. Oh no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon lab'ring cloud. (The clock chimes the half hour.) Oh! half the hour is past, 'twill all be past anon.—... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 348 str.
...I headlong run into the earth: Gape, earth!—O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death...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... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 1070 str.
...I headlong run into the earth: Gape, earth!—O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Paustns, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud; That when ye vomit forth into... | |
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That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to Heaven. 
