 | 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...Faustus bursts out into the following poetical rhapsody: Sweet Helen! make me immortal with a kiss — Her lips suck forth my soul — see where it flies ! Come, Helen, come ! give me my soul again 1 Here will I dwell; for Heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...thousand ship* And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen ! make me immortal with a kiss — Her lips suck forth my soul — see where it flies ! Come, Helen, come! give me my soul again ! Here will I dwell; for Heaven is in these lip;, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...thousand ships, And burnt the topless tow'rs of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. „ Her lips suck forth my soul ! See where it flies. Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...thousand ships, And burnt the topless tow'rs of Ilium 1 Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul ! See where it flies. • Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heav'u is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul ! see where it flies; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 1070
...thousand \ ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul! see where it flies ; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 348
...thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul! see where it flies; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 564
...launch'da thousand ships And burnt the topless tow'rs of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul ! see where it flies. Come, Helen, come, give rae my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 518
...launch'da thousand ships And burnt the topless tow'rs of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul ! see where it flies. Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heav'n ia in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...thousand ships, And burnt the topmost towers of Ilium 1 Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.— Her lips suck forth my soul! see where it flies. Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heav'n is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. 1 will be Paris;... | |
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Her lips suck forth my soul ! see where it flies; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. 
