 | 1893 - 386 halaman
...insatiable abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second breath, Who rise to a reviving death; Thou great... | |
 | William Marvel Nevin - 1895 - 526 halaman
...insatiate abyss, • Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Deliver me, and give me bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father and my Friend, Do not forsake me in the end. Well may they curse their second birth, Who rise to a surviving death. Thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1899 - 1144 halaman
...'s proud and high, To learn of fate how desolate It may be ere it die"— MOTHERWELL. " Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend : My God, my father, and my friend, Do not forsake me in my end." — DIES " The bay-trees in our country arc all withered, And meteors fright... | |
 | Charles C. Nott - 1902 - 194 halaman
...From that infatiable abyfs, Where flames devour and ferpents hifs, Promote me to thy feat of blifs. Proftrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend : Do not forfake me in my end ! 18. Well may they curfe their fecond breath Who rife to a reviving death : Thou great Creator of... | |
 | Laurie Magnus, Cecil Headlam - 1903 - 390 halaman
...amazing fears, Whose load my soul with anguish bears, I sigh, I weep ; accept my tears. . . . Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend, My God ! my Father ! and my Friend ! Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second breath Who rise to a reviving death ; Thou,... | |
 | Henry FitzAlan-Howard Norfolk (15th Duke of) - 1905 - 582 halaman
...foes are put to shame, And given o'er to biting flame, Ah ! with Thy blessed call my name ! Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend, — My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in the end. 18. 0 day of weeping, day of woe, When rising from his pyre below The sinner... | |
 | Mariana Monteiro, Alfred White - 1905 - 246 halaman
...insatiate abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend ! Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second birth, Who rise to a surviving death. Thou great... | |
 | Mariana Monteiro, Alfred White - 1905 - 246 halaman
...God, and heirs of Grace. From that insatiate abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend ! Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second birth, Who rise to a surviving death. Thou great... | |
 | Mariana Monteiro, Alfred White - 1905 - 258 halaman
...insatiate abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend ! Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second birth, Who rise to a surviving death. Thou great... | |
 | Caroline Miles Hill - 1923 - 890 halaman
...insatiable abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end ! Well may they curse their second breath, Who rise to 'a reviving death: Thou... | |
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Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end. 
