For Tamburlaine, the scourge of God, must die.- Christopher Marlowe

For Tamburlaine, the scourge of God, must die.- Christopher Marlowe

By shallow rivers to whose falls / Melodious birds sing madrigals.- Christopher Marlowe

By shallow rivers to whose falls / Melodious birds sing madrigals.- Christopher Marlowe

I'll have them fly to India for gold, / Ransack the ocean for orient pearl.- Christopher Marlowe

I’ll have them fly to India for gold, / Ransack the ocean for orient pearl.- Christopher Marlowe

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.- Christopher Marlowe

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.- Christopher Marlowe

I'll have them fly to India for gold, / Ransack the ocean for orient pearl.- Christopher Marlowe

I’ll have them fly to India for gold, / Ransack the ocean for orient pearl.- Christopher Marlowe

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.- Christopher Marlowe

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.- Christopher Marlowe

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.- Christopher Marlowe

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.- Christopher Marlowe

Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer! / I'll burn my books!- Christopher Marlowe

Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer! / I’ll burn my books!- Christopher Marlowe

Yet let me kiss my lord before I die, / And let me die with kissing of my lord.- Christopher Marlowe

Yet let me kiss my lord before I die, / And let me die with kissing of my lord.- Christopher Marlowe