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Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
Christopher Marlowe
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Christopher Marlowe
Age: 29 †
Born: 1564
Born: February 23
Died: 1593
Died: May 30
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm.] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer's, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night!
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While money doesn't buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
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Infinite riches in a little room.
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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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Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
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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 there must we ever be.
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Fornication: but that was in another country And besides, the wench is dead.
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.
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Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir'd his overthrow.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?
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My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
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Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do.
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Who hateth me but for my happiness? Or who is honored now but for his wealth? Rather had I, a Jew, be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty.
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Now I will show myselfTo have more of the serpent than the doveThat is--more knave than fool.
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