Christopher Marlowe

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Elizabeth I of England 1533 - 1603

Elizabeth I of England

1533 - 1603

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Elisabeth Tudor

Elisabeth Tudor

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Mary Stuart 1542 - 1587

Mary Stuart

1542 - 1587

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Mary Stuart

Mary Stuart

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Francis Walsingham 1530-1590

Francis Walsingham

1530-1590

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Christopher Marlowe 1564 - 1593

Christopher Marlowe

1564 - 1593

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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love COME live with me and

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

COME live with me and

be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield. 
There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals. 
There will I make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.
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A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs

we pull,
Fair linèd slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold. 
A belt of straw and ivy buds
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my Love.  
Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me. 
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.
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Electronic Telegraph Charles Spenser Никто не знал больше Марлоу о притягательной силе запретного

Electronic Telegraph Charles Spenser

Никто не знал больше Марлоу о

притягательной силе запретного
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The Massacre at Paris, 1593

The Massacre at Paris, 1593

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1307 - 1327

1307 - 1327

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Edward II Enter GAVESTON, reading on a letter that was brought

Edward II

Enter GAVESTON, reading on a letter that was brought him

from the KING   
Gaveston. 
“MY FATHER is deceas’d! Come, Gaveston,
And share the kingdom with thy dearest friend,”
Ah! words that make me surfeit with delight!
What greater bliss can hap to Gaveston   
Than live and be the favourite of a king!
Sweet prince, I come; these, these thy amorous lines
Might have enforc’d me to have swum from France…