Eleanor Fortesque Brickdale's Golden Book of Famous Women (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt from Eleanor Fortesque Brickdale's Golden Book of Famous Women

Faust. Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium! Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. [kisses her. Her lips suck forth my soul! See Where it flies; Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy Shall Wittenberg be sacked; And I will combat with weak Menelaus, And wear thy colours on my plumed crest Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel, And then return to Helen for a kiss. Oh! Thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter, When he appeared to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky In wanton Arethusa's azure arms; And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
Christopher marlowe. The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus.

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