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date: 12 April 2024

Christopher Marlowe 1564–93
English dramatist and poet. See also Anonymous 

  1. I'll have them fly to India for gold,
    Ransack the ocean for orient pearl.
    Doctor Faustus (1604) act 1, sc. 1
  2. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it.
    Doctor Faustus (1604) act 1, sc. 3
  3. Was this the face that launched a thousand ships,
    And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
    Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss!
    Doctor Faustus (1604) act 5, sc. 1
  4. 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.
    Doctor Faustus (1604) act 5, sc. 2
  5. O lente lente currite noctis equi.
    The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike,
    The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned.
    Doctor Faustus (1604) act 5, sc. 2; see Ovid
  6. My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns,
    Shall with their goat feet dance an antic hay.
    Edward II (1593) act 1, sc. 1
  7. Where both deliberate, the love is slight;
    Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
    Hero and Leander (1598) First Sestiad, l. 175
  8. I count religion but a childish toy,
    And hold there is no sin but ignorance.
    The Jew of Malta (c.1592) prologue
  9. Thus methinks should men of judgement frame
    Their means of traffic from the vulgar trade,
    And, as their wealth increaseth, so enclose
    Infinite riches in a little room.
    The Jew of Malta (1592) act 1, sc. 1
  10. barnardine: Thou hast committed—
    barabas: Fornication? But that was in another country: and besides, the wench is dead.
    The Jew of Malta (1592) act 4, sc. 1
  11. 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.
    ‘The Passionate Shepherd to his Love’; see Donne, Ralegh
  12. By shallow rivers, to whose falls
    Melodious birds sing madrigals.
    ‘The Passionate Shepherd to his Love’
  13. Is it not passing brave to be a king,
    And ride in triumph through Persepolis?
    Tamburlaine the Great (1590) pt. 1, act 2, sc. 5
  14. Holla, ye pampered jades of Asia!
    What, can ye draw but twenty miles a day…?
    Tamburlaine the Great (1590) pt. 2, act 4, sc. 3; see Shakespeare