 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1860 - 532 pagina’s
...already night begins to wane. MARGARET. I sent my mother to her grave, £ drown' d my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee...blood — Ah me ! Whose blood ? what hast thou done ? put up thy sword ; I pray thee, do ! FAUST. Death is in every word. Oh, dearest, let the past forgotten... | |
 | Gustav Solling - 1863 - 444 pagina’s
...to her grave, I drowu'd my child beneath the wave, Was it not given to thee and me—thee,too? "lis thou thyself ! I scarce believe it yet. Give me thy...no dream! Tis true! Thine own dear hand! But how is tbis? 'Tis wet! Quick, wipe it off ! It seems like blood. Ah, me! Whose blood? what hast thou done!... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1879 - 476 pagina’s
...already night begins to wane. 4225 MARGARET. I sent my mother to her grave, I drown'd my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee...yet. Give me thy hand ! It is no dream ! 'Tis true ! 4230 Thine own dear hand !— But how is this ? 'Tis wet ! Quick, wipe it off! Meseems that yet There's... | |
 | Bayard Taylor - 1879 - 448 pagina’s
...Degen ein, Ich bitte dich drum ! My mother have I put to death ; I've drowned the baby born to thee. Was it not given to thee and me? Thee, too ! — Tis thou ! It scarcely true doth seem — Give me thy hand 1 'Tie not a dream I Thy dear, dear hand ! — But,... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1880 - 710 pagina’s
...PRISON (fage 141). Gaetkt's FnUst. My mother have I put to death ; I've drowned the baby born to thee. Was it not given to thee and me ? Thee, too ! — 'Tis thou ! It scarcely true doth seemGive me thy hand ! 'Tis not a dream ! Thy dear, dear hand ! — But, ah,... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1882 - 488 pagina’s
...already night begins to wane. 4225 MARGARET. I sent my mother to her grave, I drowned my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee...yet. Give me thy hand ! It is no dream ! Tis true ! 4230 Thine own dear hand ! — But how is this ? 'Tis wet ! Quick, wipe it off ! Meseems that yet... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1882 - 470 pagina’s
...already night begins to wane. 4225 MARGARET. I cent my mother to her grave, I drowned my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee...too ? 'Tis thou thyself ! I scarce believe it yet. (rive me thy hand ! It is no dream ! Tis true ! 4230 f Thine own dear hand ! — But how is this ?... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1883 - 750 pagina’s
...already night begins to wane. 4225 MARGARET. I sent my mother to her grave, I drowned my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee too ? 'Tis thou thyself ! I scarce believe it vet. Give me thy hand ! It is no dream ! 'Tis true ! 4230 Thine own dear hand ! — But how is this... | |
 | William Chatterton Coupland - 1885 - 410 pagina’s
...clear, stern, unalterable fact. I sent my mother to her grave, I drowned my child beneath the wave. Give me thy hand ! It is no dream ! 'Tis true ! Thine...— But how is this ? 'Tis wet ! Quick, wipe it off! Meseems that yet There's blood thereon. Ah, God ! what hast thou done ? Put up thy sword, I beg of... | |
 | 1886 - 562 pagina’s
...come ! Already night begins to wane. MAR. I sent my mother to her grave, I drowned my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee too? "Pis tbou thyself! I scarce believe it yet. Give me thy hand. It is no dream : 'tis true — Thine... | |
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I drown'd my child beneath the wave. Was it not given to thee and me — thee too? Tis thou thyself! I scarce believe it yet. Give me thy hand! It is no dream! 'Tis true! 
