Christopher Marlowe Quotes

Tush! These are trifles and mere old wives' tales.
Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys groves or hills or fields Or woods and steepy mountains yield.
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To undo a Jew is charity and not sin.
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And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies.
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Was this the face that launch'd 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! -
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FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm.] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee,I cut mine arm, and with my proper bloodAssure my soul to be great Lucifer's,Chief lord and regent of perpetual night!
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I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt; I am lean with seeing others eat - O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone; then thou should'st see how fat I would be! But must thou sit and I stand? Come down, with a vengeance!
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What virtue is it that is born with us?Much less can honor be ascribed thereto,Honor is purchased by the deeds we do.Believe me, Hero, honor is not won,Until some honorable deed be done.----From “Hero and Leander, Sestiad I
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He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
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What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?
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Virtue is the fount whence honor springs.
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air     Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;     Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter     When he appear'd to hapless Semele;     More lovely than the monarch of the sky     In wanton Arethusa's azur'd armsExcerpt From: Christopher Marlowe. “The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus
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But what are kings, when regiment is gone,But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?- Edward II, 5.1
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YOUNG MORTIMER:Thou proud disturber of thy country's peace,Corrupter of thy king, cause of these broils,Base flatterer, yield! and were it not for shame,Shame and dishonour to a soldier's name,Upon my weapon's point here should'st thou fall,And welter in thy gore.LANCASTER:Monster of men!That, like the Greekish strumpet, train'd to armsAnd bloody wars so many valiant knights;Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death!King Edward is not here to buckler thee.
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Mephistopheles: Within the bowels of these elements,Where we are tortured and remain forever.Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribedIn one self place, for where we are is hell,And where hell is must we ever be.And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves,And every creature shall be purified,All places shall be hell that is not heaven.
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Hell is just a frame of mind.
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Faustus: Stay, Mephistopheles, and tell me, what good willmy soul do thy lord?Mephistopheles: Enlarge his kingdom.Faustus: Is that the reason he tempts us thus?Mephistopheles: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.(It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery.)
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Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are is hell, And where hell is must we ever be.
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Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
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The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
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Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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Yet should there hover in their restless headsOne thought, one grace, one wonder at the least,Which into words no virtue can digest.
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Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale; And when we whisper, then the stars fall down To be partakers of our honey talk.(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)
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I am Envy...I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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Nay, could their numbers countervail the stars,Or ever-drizzling drops of April showers,Or wither'd leaves that autumn shaketh down,Yet would the Soldan by his conquering powerSo scatter and consume them in his rage, That not a man should live to rue their fall.
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Thus Time, and all-states-ordering CeremonyHad banished all offense: Time’s golden thighUpholds the flowery body of the earthIn sacred harmony, and every birthOf men and actions makes legitimate,Being used aright. The use of time is Fate.---From “Hero and Leander, Sestiad III
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Accursed be he that first invented war.
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This tottered ensign of my ancestorsWhich swept the desert shore of that dead seaWhereof we got the name of Mortimer,Will I advance upon these castle-walls.Drums, strike alarum, raise them from their sport,And sing aloud the knell of Gaveston!
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Think'st thou heaven is such a glorious thing?I tell thee, 'tis not so fair as thouOr any man that breathes on earth.
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Mephistopheles: Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it.Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of GodAnd tasted the eternal joys of heaven,Am not tormented with ten thousand hellsIn being deprived of everlasting bliss?
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Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove
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Money can't buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.
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