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.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWELone women, like to empty houses, perish.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
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Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast. What shall I do to shun the snares of death?
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Love me little, love me long.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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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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More childish valorous than manly wise.
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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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Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
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You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
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Virginity, albeit some highly prize it, Compared with marriage, had you tried them both, Differs as much as wine and water doth.
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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.
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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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Accurst be he that first invented war.
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