 | John Hawley Stotsenburg - 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 556
...a 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 heaven is on these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. O, thou art fairer... | |
 | John H. Ingram - 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...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 Heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | John Alexander Joyce - 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...ships And burned the topless towers of Illium? tfii'pct Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her tips suck forth my soul — see where it flies; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again; Here will l dwell, for heaven is in these lips, A ntl all is dross that is not Helena. O, th tut art... | |
 | Eugene Oswald - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...1 And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.2 (Kisses her.) 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. ^ I will be Paris,... | |
 | Eugene Oswald - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...l And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.2 (Kisses her.) 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. I will be Paris,... | |
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1906 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss ! Her lips suck forth iny 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. . . . 0 thou art... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1887 - عدد الصفحات: 892
...thousand ships. And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ! Sweel 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 lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris,... | |
 | Lauchlan MacLean Watt - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...a 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." At last the time draws near when the bargain with Hell comes to its completion ; and Faustus must surrender... | |
 | Jan Kott - 1987 - عدد الصفحات: 180
...same time an apparition and flesh, a ghost and a succubus, as much pagan myth as Christian nightmare. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies Come, Helen, come . . . (1.1.100-101) Helen of sex and metaphysics sucks out both the marrow and the soul. And she will... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - عدد الصفحات: 232
...And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. (She kisses him) 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. I 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. 
