Friday, November 23, 2012
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Makhzan-e-Urdu Adab
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Earth, gape! O no, it will not harbor me.
You stars that reigned at my nativity,
Whose influence hath allotted death and hell,
Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist
Into the entrails of yon laboring cloud,
That when you vomit forth into the air
My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths,
So that my soul may but ascend to heaven.
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O God, if thou wilt not have mercy on my soul,
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Let Faustus live in hell a thousand years,
A hundred thousand, and at last be saved.
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Cursed be the parents that engendered me:
No, Faustus, curse thy self, curse Lucifer,
That hath deprived thee of the joys of heaven.
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My God, my God, look not so fierce on me!
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Ugly hell gape not! Come not, Lucifer!
I’ll burn my books—ah, Mephastophilis!
Dr.Faustus by Marlowe
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