 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 Stretcheth out his arm and bends his ireful brows! Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from...  The Old English Dramatists - Strana 51autor/autoři: James Russell Lowell - 1892 - 132 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | George Ansel Watrous - 1903 - 330 str.
...slowly, slowly, run, ye horses of the night." The line is from Ovid's Amores, I., 13, 40. Mountain and hills come, come and fall on me, And hide me from...Then will I headlong run into the earth ; Earth gape! O no, it will not harbour me! You stars that reigned at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1903 - 438 str.
...O, spare me, Lucifer ! Where is it now ? 'tis 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 will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! O, no, it will not harbour me... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1903 - 544 str.
...! Oh, spare me, Lucifer ! Where is it now ? 'Tis gone! And see ! a threatening arm, an angry brow ! 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 wil' not harbor me... | |
 | David Daiches - 1979 - 268 str.
...'tis gone. And see where Cod Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows. Mountains and hill, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy...no. Then will I headlong run into the earth: Earth gapes. O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reigned at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted... | |
 | David Daiches - 1979 - 268 str.
...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 Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows. Mountains and hill, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Cod. No, no. Then will I headlong... | |
 | 1983 - 186 str.
...gone: And see where God Stretcheth out his arme, and bends his irefull browes: Mountaines and hilles, come, come, and fall on me And hide me from the heavy wrath of God...» («Oh, saltaré cap al meu Déu: qui m'estira cap avall? — Mira, mira la sang de Crist com flueix... | |
 | Alan C. Dessen - 1984 - 212 str.
...final moments calls out: 'See see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament' (A 1463, not in B) and 'And see where God stretcheth out his arm, / And bends his ireful brows' (A 1468-9, abbreviated in B £05 3). Especially in the A text, the heavenly dimension (as represented... | |
 | Michael Earley, Philippa Keil - 1992 - 164 str.
...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 Stretcheth out his arm and...Then will I headlong run into the earth. Earth, gape. O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 str.
...half a drop! ah, my Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! — Yet will I call on him! — O, sity Press ChTr; HelP; NAEL-1; OAEL-1; PoEL-2; TrGrPo 3 Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And... | |
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