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Now I will show myselfTo have more of the serpent than the doveThat is--more knave than fool.

Christopher Marlowe

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Christopher Marlowe
Age: 29 †
Born: 1564
Born: February 23
Died: 1593
Died: May 30
Author
Dramatist
Playwright
Poet
Translator
Canterbury
United Kingdom
Kit Marlowe
Knave
Knaves
Serpent
Dove
Fool
Show
Shows
Knavery

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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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I'm armed with more than complete steel, - The justice of my quarrel.
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You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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Fornication: but that was in another country And besides, the wench is dead.
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Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, / Conspired against our God with Lucifer, / And are for ever damned with Lucifer.
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Live and die in Aristotle's works.
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Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephistopheles!
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Love is not ful of pittie (as men say) But deaffe and cruell, where he meanes to pray.
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Love me little, love me long.
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While money doesn't buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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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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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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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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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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Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
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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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