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Christopher Marlowe Quote - My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

Christopher Marlowe

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Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
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Hide Mischief Religion Suspicious
Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
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Calm Life Silence Time
All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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Heaven Hell Place Spiritual
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
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Love Sight
Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight?
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Couple Love See
You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
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Heaven Hell Influence Stars Yourself
Honour is purchas’d by the deeds we do.
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Action Honor Price
Love me little, love me long.
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Long Love Myself
All women are ambitious naturally.
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Ambitious Natural Woman
Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast. What shall I do to shun the snares of death?
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Death Grace Hell Myself Unknown
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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Compare Marriage Reward Virgin Water
I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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Book Burn Jealous Myself Reading
If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there’s no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.
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Death Ourselves Sin Truth
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.
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Break Burn Growth Learning Man Tree
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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Lost Philosophy
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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Heaven Himself Reach Wings
I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
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Children Ignorance Myself Religion Sin Toys
Love is not full of pity (as men say) But deaf and cruel, where he means to pray.
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Cruelty Himself Love Man Prayer
All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
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Death Earth Grave Place
I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.
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Fight Justice Myself Preparation War Weapon
Accurst be he that first invented war.
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Invention War
Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.
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Myself Talk Violence
Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.
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Hate Love Myself World
Our swords shall play the orators for us.
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Ourselves Play Sword
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.
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Happiness Live Love Nature
More childish valorous than manly wise.
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Children Man Wisdom
The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
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Grief King Man Privacy

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