Christopher Marlowe Quote
BARABAS: As for myself, I walk abroad a-nights,And kill sick people groaning under walls.Sometimes I go about and poison wells;And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves,I am content to lose some of my crowns,That I may, walking in my gallery,See 'em go pinion'd along by my door.Being young, I studied physic, and beganTo practice first upon the Italian;There I enrich'd the priests with burials,And always kept the sexton's arms in ureWith digging graves and ringing dead men's knells.And, after that, was I an engineer,And in the wars 'twixt France and Germany,Under pretence of helping Charles the Fifth,Slew friend and enemy with my stratagems:Then, after that, was I an usurer,And with extorting, cozening, forfeiting,And tricks belonging unto brokery,I fill'd the gaols with bankrupts in a year,And with young orphans planted hospitals;And every moon made some or other mad,And now and then one hang himself for grief,Pinning upon his breast a long great scrollHow I with interest tormented him.But mark how I am blest for plaguing them:I have as much coin as will buy the town.
BARABAS: As for myself, I walk abroad a-nights,And kill sick people groaning under walls.Sometimes I go about and poison wells;And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves,I am content to lose some of my crowns,That I may, walking in my gallery,See 'em go pinion'd along by my door.Being young, I studied physic, and beganTo practice first upon the Italian;There I enrich'd the priests with burials,And always kept the sexton's arms in ureWith digging graves and ringing dead men's knells.And, after that, was I an engineer,And in the wars 'twixt France and Germany,Under pretence of helping Charles the Fifth,Slew friend and enemy with my stratagems:Then, after that, was I an usurer,And with extorting, cozening, forfeiting,And tricks belonging unto brokery,I fill'd the gaols with bankrupts in a year,And with young orphans planted hospitals;And every moon made some or other mad,And now and then one hang himself for grief,Pinning upon his breast a long great scrollHow I with interest tormented him.But mark how I am blest for plaguing them:I have as much coin as will buy the town.
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About Christopher Marlowe
Events in Marlowe's life were sometimes as extreme as those found in his plays. Differing sensational reports of Marlowe's death in 1593 abounded after the event and are contested by scholars today owing to a lack of good documentation. There have been many conjectures as to the nature and reason for his death, including a vicious bar-room fight, blasphemous libel against the church, homosexual intrigue, betrayal by another playwright, and espionage from the highest level: the Privy Council of Elizabeth I. An official coroner's account of Marlowe's death was discovered only in 1925, and it did little to persuade all scholars that it told the whole story, nor did it eliminate the uncertainties present in his biography.