Christopher Marlowe quotes

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Was this the face that launched a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?...
- MORE Was this the face that launched 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!--
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament!
One drop would save my soul--half a drop! ah, my Christ!--...
- MORE See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament!
One drop would save my soul--half a drop! ah, my Christ!--
Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ!--
Yet will I call on him!--O, spare me, Lucifer!--
Where is it now? 'T is gone; and see where God
Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows!--
Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me,
And hide me from the heavy wrath of God!
Ah, Faustus,
Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,...
- MORE Ah, Faustus,
Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,
And then thou must be damned perpetually!
Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven,
That time may cease and midnight never come!
Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make
Perpetual day; or let this hour be but
A year, a month, a week, a natural day,
That Faustus may repent and save his soul!
What are kings, when regiment is gone,
But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
What are kings, when regiment is gone,
But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
All places are alike,
And every earth is fit for burial.
All places are alike,
And every earth is fit for burial.
The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike,
The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned....
- MORE The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike,
The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned.
O I'll leap up to my God: who pulls me down?
See, see, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament.
One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah my Christ.
You stars that reigned at my nativity,
Whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
You stars that reigned at my nativity,
Whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Jewels being lost are found againe, this never,
T'is lost but once, and once lost, lost for ever.
Jewels being lost are found againe, this never,
T'is lost but once, and once lost, lost for ever.
At Sestos, Hero dwelt; Hero the faire,
Whom young Apollo, courted for her haire,...
- MORE At Sestos, Hero dwelt; Hero the faire,
Whom young Apollo, courted for her haire,
And offred as a dower his burning throne,
Where she should sit for men to gaze upon.
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