 As to a soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more accustomed, gradually light, So I begin to see amid this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it! [He rises slowly to his feet.] We must live on, Lucrezia — we must still Pace slowly on, and set...  Paolo & Francesca: A Tragedy in Four Acts - Страница 48написао/ла Stephen Phillips - 1924 - 120 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | William Archer - 1902 - 658 страница
...the keen vision of jealousy, interprets it for him clearly enough. " As to a soul newcome," he cries, the murk of hell Grows more accustomed, gradually...this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it. Henceforward let no woman bear two sons. Paolo, however, is gone ; the danger seems averted ; and Giovanni... | |
 | William Archer - 1902 - 664 страница
...enough. " As to a soul newcome," he cries, the murk of hell Grows more accustomed, gradually light, 34* So I begin to see amid this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it. Henceforward let no woman bear two sons. Paolo, however, is gone ; the danger seems averted ; and Giovanni... | |
 | George Gilbert - 1902 - 438 страница
...of encouragement, and it was the last and final endeavour. CHAPTER XXX THE DECREE OF HIS HOLINESS " We must still pace slowly on and set our teeth until relief is sent." " AND you thought of a convent," the Prince exclaimed. "MeinGott! You!" " Even I." "Mein Gott!" he... | |
 | Thomas H. Dickinson, Jack Randall Crawford - 1925 - 664 страница
...now thou art poor as I! His eyes unclose! Master thyself! Gio. [slowly opening his eyes]. At lasti As to a soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more...Relief is sent. Luc. Can you stand now, Giovanni? Gio. You are my friend, my solitary friend! Lcc. Am I not lone as you are, without ties? Childless... | |
 | Thomas H. Dickinson, Jack Randall Crawford - 1925 - 664 страница
...now thou art poor as И His eyes unclose! Master thyself! Gio. [sioic/i/ opening his eyes]. At last! As to a soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more...it! [He rises slowly to his feet.] We must live on, Lucrecia — we must still Pace slowly on, and set our teeth until Relief is sent. Luc. Can you stand... | |
 | Thomas H. Dickinson, Jack Randall Crawford - 1925 - 666 страница
...now thou art poor as I! His eyes unclose! Master thyself! Gio. [slowly opening his eyes]. At last! As to a soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more...this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it I [He rises slowly to his feet.] We must live on, Lucrezia — we must still Pace slowly on, and set... | |
 | 1899 - 1102 страница
...poor as I ! His eyes unclose. Master thyself ! Gio. (Slowly opening his eyes). At last ! As to the soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more accustomed,...this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it ! dote upon the beauty of the young bride with whom his marriage was at first only political, can only... | |
 | 1899 - 1064 страница
...poor as I ! His eyes unclose. Master thyself ! Gio. (Sloirly opening hi» eyes). At last ! As to the soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more accustomed,...this gloom. Let me explore the place and walk in it ! dote upon the beauty of the young bride with whom his marriage was at first only political, can only... | |
 | Stephen Phillips - 1900 - 136 страница
...thou art poor as I ! His eyes unclose ! Master thyself ! Gio. [Slowly opening his eyes.'] At last ! As to a soul new-come the murk of hell Grows more...the place and walk in it ! [He rises slowly to his fee f. We must live on, Lucrezia — we must still Pace slowly on, and set our teeth until Relief is... | |
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