Christopher Marlowe
Christopher Marlowe
Christopher Marlowe, also known as Kit Marlowe, was an English playwright, poet and translator of the Elizabethan era. Marlowe was the foremost Elizabethan tragedian of his day. He greatly influenced William Shakespeare, who was born in the same year as Marlowe and who rose to become the pre-eminent Elizabethan playwright after Marlowe's mysterious early death. Marlowe's plays are known for the use of blank verse and their overreaching protagonists...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionDramatist
Date of Birth26 February 1564
atheist ignorance thinking
I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
violence violent heard
Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.
fall pleasure faustus
He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
atheism suspicion mischief
Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
divinity divine foul
Ah fair Zenocrate, divine Zenocrate, Fair is too foul an epithet for thee.
kings grief men
The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
lying hate fate
It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.
dies
Live and die in Aristotle's works.
heaven world hell
... when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
sin deceiving everlasting
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.
cutting night blood
FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm.] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer's, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night!
soul kingdoms comfort
Faustus: Stay, Mephistopheles, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? Mephistopheles: Enlarge his kingdom. Faustus: Is that the reason he tempts us thus? Mephistopheles: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. (It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery)
ships faces towers
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
sweet perfect fruition
That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.