Maxioms by Christopher Marlowe
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodies birds sing madrigals.
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodies birds sing madrigals.
Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave than fool.
Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave than fool.
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
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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.--
Her lips suck forth my soul; see, where it flies!--
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
