 | William Mountfort - 1719 - 530 páginas
...Hour be but a Year, a Montbi a Week, a natural Day, that Fnufttis may repent, and favc •his Soul Mountains and Hills come, come, and fall on me, and hide me from the heavy Wrath of Heav'n. Gape Earth ; Oh no, it will not Harbour me. -.; ,.' [Tke.Clock.ftrikfst Oh ! half the Hour... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 páginas
...him : O spare me, Lucifer. Where is it now ? 'tis gone ; And see, a threatning 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. You... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 páginas
...him : O spare me, Lucifer. Where is it now ? 'tis gone ; And see, a threatning 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. You... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1814 - 408 páginas
...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 heav'n I * No ! Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - 1816 - 412 páginas
...him. Oh, spare me, Lucifer*t 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 heav'n \ No ! Then will I headlong run into the earth 1*'. Gape, earth !—O no, it will not harbour... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 206 páginas
...heavy wrath of Heaven ! — No P — Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour me. You stars that reign'd...nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud. ****** (The clock chimes... | |
 | 1821 - 408 páginas
...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 heav'n ! No ! Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 228 páginas
...me, Lncifer ! Where is it now ? — 'tis gone ! and see — A threat'ning 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 headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth! — O no, it will not... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 408 páginas
...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 heav'n ! No ! Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth I — O no, it will not harbour... | |
 | Philomathic institution - 1824 - 522 páginas
...him—Oh ! spare me, Lucifer! Where is it now? 'tis gone! and see A threat'ningarm, 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 headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth '. Oh no, it will not harbour me.... | |
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You stars that reigned at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist Into the entrails of yon... 
