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The author's life is as fascinating as his own stories. To this day the question seems not to have been satisfactorily answered as to who killed Kit Marlowe. A literary genius, many felt him to be ... Read full review
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Abig Abigail arms Barabas bear blood body bring brother Christians comes crown death doth earth Edward Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall Farewell father Faustus fear Fern field fire follow friends Gaveston give gold gone governor grace hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hell highness honour hope hundred I'll Isab Itha keep Kent king Knight leave live look lord madam majesty Malta master mean Meph Mephistophilis mighty mind Mortimer never Persian play present princely queen rest SCENE shalt slave soldiers soul speak Spencer spirit stand stay sweet sword Tamb Tamburlaine Techelles tell thee Ther Theridamas thou thought thousand town Turk turn unto villain walls Young Zenocrate
Page 228 - 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 : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Page xxxiv - If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired 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...
Page xxxv - And ride in triumph through Persepolis!" Is it not brave to be a king, Techelles? Usumcasane and Theridamas, Is it not passing brave to be a king, "And ride in triumph through Persepolis?
Page 227 - ... 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 ! 0 lente, lente, currite noctis equi! The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The Devil will come, and Faustus must be damned.
Page xxxii - From jigging veins of rhyming mother wits And such conceits as clownage keeps in pay, We'll lead you to the stately tent of war Where you shall hear the Scythian Tamburlaine Threatening the world with high astounding terms And scourging kingdoms with his conquering sword.
Page 179 - Almain rutters with their horsemen's staves Or Lapland giants, trotting by our sides ; Sometimes like women or unwedded maids, Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love...
Page xxxiv - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired 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 combined 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...
Page 190 - Embdt11 shall be mine. When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, What God can hurt thee ? Faustus, thou art safe : Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis, And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer ; — Is't not midnight? .Come, Mephistophilis; Veni, veni, Mephistophile ! Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS.
Page 176 - What will be shall be?" Divinity, adieu! These metaphysics of magicians And necromantic books are heavenly; Lines, circles, scenes, letters, and characters, Ay, these are those that Faustus most desires. O what a world of profit and delight, Of power, of honour, of omnipotence Is promis'd to the studious artisan!