Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be. - Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. - Christopher Marlowe
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum? - Christopher Marlowe
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars. - Christopher Marlowe