Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEO, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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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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Lone women, like to empty houses, perish.
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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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All women are ambitious naturally.
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The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
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Love me little, love me long.
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Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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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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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I am asham’d, however that I seem, To think a word of such simple sound, Of such great matter should be made the ground.
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