Christopher Marlowe

"Then next, the way to fortify your men; In champion grounds what figure serves you best, For which the quinque-angle form is meet, Because the corners there may fall more flat Whereas the fort may fittest be assail’d, And sharpest where th’ assault is desperate: The ditches must be deep; the counterscarps Narrow and steep; the walls made high and broad; The bulwarks and the rampires large and strong, With cavalieros and thick counterforts, And room within to lodge six thousand men; It must have privy ditches, countermines, And secret issuings to defend the ditch; It must have high argins and cover’d ways To keep the bulwark-fronts from battery, And parapets to hide the musketeers, Casemates to place the great artillery, And store of ordnance, that from every flank May scour the outward curtains of the fort, Dismount the cannon of the adverse part, Murder the foe, and save the walls from breach."

"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.And we will sit upon the rocks, And see the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies."

"You sons of care, companions of my course!"

"Pluck up your hearts, since fate still rests our friend."

"What strange arts necessity finds out."

"Time passeth swift away; Our life is frail, and we may die to-day."

"Our swords shall play the orators for us."

"Accurst be he that first invented war."

"Let Earth and Heaven his timeless death deplore, For both their worths shall equal him no more."

"I count religion but a childish toy, And hold there is no sin but ignorance."

"And thus methinks should men of judgment frame Their means of traffic from the vulgar trade, And, as their wealth increaseth, so inclose Infinite riches in a little room."

"Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness."

"Things past recovery Are hardly cured with exclamations."

"Religion Hides many mischiefs from suspicion."

"Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave than fool."

"Thou hast committed— Fornication: but that was in another country; And besides, the wench is dead."

"Love me little, love me long."

"So, march away; and let due praise be given Neither to fate nor fortune, but to Heaven."

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

"What should a priest do with so fair a house? A prison may best beseem his holiness."

"Comparisons are odious."

"I'm armed with more than complete steel,— The justice of my quarrel."

"My swelling heart for very anger breaks."

"And let these tears, distilling from mine eyes, Be proof of my grief and innocency."

"Che serà, serà: What will be, shall be."

"Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd In one self place; but where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be."

"When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven."

"Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss!"

"Pray for me! and what noise soever ye hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me."

"He that loves pleasure, must for pleasure fall."

"A pleasant-smiling cheek, a speaking eye, A brow for love to banquet royally."

"It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate."

"Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?"

"Like untuned golden strings all women are, Which long time lie untouch'd, will harshly jar. Vessels of brass, oft handled, brightly shine."

"All women are ambitious naturally."

"Love always makes those eloquent that have it."

"Above our life we love a steadfast friend."

"All they that love not tobacco and boys are fools."

"Komm, leb mit mir und liebe mich; // ich will die Wonne lehren dich, // die Wiesen, Berge, Wald gewähren, // die Schönheit der Natur dich lehren."

"An Macht und Ehr'! Ei wohl, mein soll die Herrschaft Emden werden!"