Polyeucte - Pierre Corneille
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POLY. Ah, how my heart quails at that single word! Thee, Felix, I o'ercame within my cell, Laughed at thy threats if death and torture fell; Yet hast thou still one arm to rouse my fears, The rest I scorn, but dread thy daughter's tears! One only talisman remains; great God, 'tis mine, Sufficient for my every need His strength divine!
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POLY. Ah, how my heart quails at that single word! Thee, Felix, I o'ercame within my cell, Laughed at thy threats if death and torture fell; Yet hast thou still one arm to rouse my fears, The rest I scorn, but dread thy daughter's tears! One only talisman remains; great God, 'tis mine, Sufficient for my every need His strength divine!
Vairāk informācijas
| Autors | Pierre Corneille |
|---|---|
| Izdevējs | Kessinger Publishing, LLC |
| Izlaides gads | 2010 |
| Vāka tips | Cietais vāks |
| EAN | 9781161449167 |