 | Charles Lamb - English drama - 1808 - 512 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - Drama - 1813 - 508 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - English drama - 1814 - 408 pages
...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 me. You stars that reign'd...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 my soul mount and... | |
 | Charles Wentworth Dilke - English drama - 1816 - 412 pages
...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 me. You stars that reign'd...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 my soul mount and... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1821 - 212 pages
...Mountains and hills! come, come and fall on me, A nd hide me from the heavy wrath of Heaven!—No ?— Then will I headlong run into the earth: Gape, earth!—O...foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud. ****** (The clock chimes the half hour.) Oh ! half the hour is past, 'twill all be past anon.— Ob!... | |
 | Books - 1821 - 408 pages
...from the heavy wrath of heav'n ! No ! Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth ! — O no, it will not harbour me. You stars, that reign'd...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 my soul mount and... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 408 pages
...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 me. You stars, that reign'd...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 my soul mount and... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 206 pages
...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...foggy mist Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud. ****** (The clock chimes the half hour.) Oh ! half the hour is past, 'twill all be past anon. — Oh... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, George Chapman - 1821 - 228 pages
...? — Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape, earth! — O no, it will not harbour me. Yon stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence...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.... | |
 | Philomathic institution - 1824 - 522 pages
...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. You stars that reign'd...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.—... | |
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You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring clouds, That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths,... 
