Heavens can witness I love none but you:From my embracements thus he breaks away.O that mine arms could close this isle about,That I might pull him to me where I would!Or that these tears that drizzle...
FAUSTUS: Bell, book and candle, candle, book and bell,Forward and backward, to curse Faustus to hell.
FAUSTUS. Ah, Faustus, Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; F...
All beasts are happy,For, when they die,Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements;But mine must live still to be plagu'd in hell.Curs'd be the parents that engender'd me!No, Faustus, curse thyself, c...
While money doesn't buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
YOUNGER MORTIMER: Fear'd am I more than lov'd; - let me be fear'd,And, when I frown, make all the court look pale.
MACHEVILL: I count religion but a childish toy,And hold there is no sin but ignorance.
Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribedIn one self place, for where we are is hell,And where hell is must we ever be.
Edward:Well Mortimer, ile make thee rue these words,Beseemes it thee to contradict thy king?Frownst thou thereat, aspiring Lancaster,The sworde shall plane the furrowes of thy browes,And hew these kne...
Come live with me, and be my love,And we will all the pleasures proveThat valleys, groves, hills and fields,Woods, or steepy mountain yields.And we will sit upon the rocks,Seeing the shepherds feed th...
BARABAS: For religionHides many mischiefs from suspicion.
Unhappy Persia, that in former age Hast been the seat of mighty Conquerors,That in their prowesse and their policies, Have triumph over Africa.
KING EDWARD: But what is he whom rule and emperyHave not in life or death made miserable?
It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery
I must have wanton Poets, pleasant wits,Musitians, that with touching of a stringMay draw the pliant king which way I please:Musicke and poetrie is his delight,Therefore ile have Italian maskes by nig...
From jygging vaines of riming mother wits,And such conceits as clownage keepes in pay,Weele leade you to the stately tent of War:Where you shall heare the Scythian Tamburlaine,Threatning the world wit...
Bene disserer est finis logices.(The end of logic is to dispute well.)
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...
Accurst be he that first invented war.
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?