 | 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. Ну God, my... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 str.
...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 air, Or Lucifer 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, and enter... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 str.
...curse thyself, curse Lucifer, That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. The dock 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 int9 the ocean ; ne'er be found. Thunder, and enter... | |
 | 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 Lucifer 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 380 str.
...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... | |
 | 1821 - 408 str.
...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 to air, Or Lucifer 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... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 206 str.
...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 air, Or Lucifer 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... | |
 | 1821 - 404 str.
...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.
...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... | |
 | 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... | |
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O, it strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. [ Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean — ne'er be found. 
