Christopher Marlowe: Outlines of His Life and WorksW.W. Gibbings, 1891 - 28 pages |
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... expression over the others ; for some of the plays were written in prose , others in rhyme , and others again in a curious mixture of prose , rhyme , and blank verse . Marlowe , with the unerring instinct of genius , felt the capacity ...
... expression over the others ; for some of the plays were written in prose , others in rhyme , and others again in a curious mixture of prose , rhyme , and blank verse . Marlowe , with the unerring instinct of genius , felt the capacity ...
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... expression , but he clothed the dry bones of the English drama with flesh , and poured into it the life - blood of passion , so that the production of Tamburlaine in 1587 is doubly memorable . It was the true beginning of that ...
... expression , but he clothed the dry bones of the English drama with flesh , and poured into it the life - blood of passion , so that the production of Tamburlaine in 1587 is doubly memorable . It was the true beginning of that ...
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... expression of sportive fancies and humours . To sum up this necessarily brief and imperfect sketch , Marlowe's claims to undying fame are mainly two : First , as the originator of that magnificent and prodigal display of poetic genius ...
... expression of sportive fancies and humours . To sum up this necessarily brief and imperfect sketch , Marlowe's claims to undying fame are mainly two : First , as the originator of that magnificent and prodigal display of poetic genius ...
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66 Guise admired Angel arms art thou awhile Barabas beauty beds of roses Ben Jonson blank verse blood breast brows buzzeth Cćsar Canterbury CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE OUTLINES clock Damascus doth dramatic poet dramatist earth English drama entertain divine Zenocrate Exeunt eyes fair Zenocrate fame Faustus personified fear fiend fiery flesh genius Gives jewels glorious Gorboduc Göthe's grief harbour Hast thou hath heart heavenly Helen hell Hero and Leander horse human immortal Jew of Malta King King's School kiss Light live look lord Lucifer Marlowe's character Marlowe's tragedy MATREVIS Melodious Mephistophilis mighty mind murder ne'er never passion pity play pleasure poem poet's poetic poetry prose proud queen REC'D LD repent rhyme rich scene of Marlowe's Shakespeare Shylock sing sleep soul stars straw and ivy-buds strikes sweet Tamb TAMBUR Tamburlaine Tenedos thee Theridamas Third Murd thou art thousand thy love Troy Villain wanton whilst words wound written youth
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Page 16 - Oh! thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars...
Page 26 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, — All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy Love.
Page 25 - THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE COME live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dales and fields, Or woods or steepy mountain yields.
Page 15 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ! Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss ! Her lips suck forth my soul ! See where it flies ! Come Helen, come give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Page 16 - 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!
Page 24 - It lies not in our power to love, or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate. When two are stript, long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect. The reason no man knows; let it suffice, What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Page 22 - Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont.
Page 17 - O, it strikes, it strikes ! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. [ Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean — ne'er be found.
Page 25 - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Page 16 - That when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to Heaven.