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Love is not ful of pittie (as men say) But deaffe and cruell, where he meanes to pray.
Christopher Marlowe
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Christopher Marlowe
Age: 29 †
Born: 1564
Born: February 23
Died: 1593
Died: May 30
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... when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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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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Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephistopheles!
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You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
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