CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE1912 |
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Strana 34
... gold and precious stones , And made their spoils from all our provinces . Men . This should entreat your highness to rejoice , Since Fortune gives you opportunity To gain the title of a conqueror By curing of this maimèd empery . Afric ...
... gold and precious stones , And made their spoils from all our provinces . Men . This should entreat your highness to rejoice , Since Fortune gives you opportunity To gain the title of a conqueror By curing of this maimèd empery . Afric ...
Strana 35
... gold , With costly jewels hanging at their ears , And shining stones upon their lofty crests , Now living idle in the wallèd towns , Wanting both pay and martial discipline , Begin in troops to threaten civil war , And openly exclaim ...
... gold , With costly jewels hanging at their ears , And shining stones upon their lofty crests , Now living idle in the wallèd towns , Wanting both pay and martial discipline , Begin in troops to threaten civil war , And openly exclaim ...
Strana 39
... gold in India's wealthy arms Shall buy the meanest soldier in my train . Zenocrate , lovelier than the love of Jove , Brighter than is the silver Rhodope , Fairer than whitest snow on Scythian hills - Thy person is more worth to ...
... gold in India's wealthy arms Shall buy the meanest soldier in my train . Zenocrate , lovelier than the love of Jove , Brighter than is the silver Rhodope , Fairer than whitest snow on Scythian hills - Thy person is more worth to ...
Strana 40
... gold Their swords enamelled , and about their necks Hang massy chains of gold , down to the waist , In every part exceeding brave and rich . Tamb . Then shall we fight courageously with them ? Or look you I should play the orator ? Tech ...
... gold Their swords enamelled , and about their necks Hang massy chains of gold , down to the waist , In every part exceeding brave and rich . Tamb . Then shall we fight courageously with them ? Or look you I should play the orator ? Tech ...
Strana 42
... gold in showers , As if he meant to give my soldiers pay ! And as a sure and grounded argument , That I shall be the monarch of the East , He sends this Soldan's daughter rich and brave , To be my Queen and portly Emperess . If thou ...
... gold in showers , As if he meant to give my soldiers pay ! And as a sure and grounded argument , That I shall be the monarch of the East , He sends this Soldan's daughter rich and brave , To be my Queen and portly Emperess . If thou ...
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Strana 48 - Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Will us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Strana 11 - The reluctant pangs of abdicating royalty in Edward furnished hints which Shakspeare scarcely improved in his Richard the Second; and the death-scene of Marlowe's king moves pity and terror beyond any scene ancient or modern with which I am acquainted.
Strana 176 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
Strana 7 - tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
Strana 82 - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspir'd their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period, And all combin'd in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest.
Strana 374 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime : Stand still you watches...
Strana 175 - Such is the subject of the Institute, And universal body of the law. This study fits a mercenary drudge, Who aims at nothing but external trash; Too servile and illiberal for me. When all is done, divinity is best: Jerome's Bible, Faustus; view it well. (Reads.) "Stipendium peccati mors est." Ha! "Stipendium," etc. The reward of sin is death: that's hard.
Strana 309 - And northward Gaveston hath many friends.— Adieu, my lord; and either change your mind, Or look to see the throne, where you should sit, To float in blood; and at thy wanton head, The glozing" head of thy base minion thrown.
Strana 216 - Ah, Faustus, Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul!
Strana 216 - Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! 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.