The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

O I’ll leap up to my God: who pulls me down?
See, see, where Christ’s blood streams in the firmament.
One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah my Christ.
‘Doctor Faustus’ (1604) act 5, sc. 2
You stars that reigned at my nativity,
Whose influence hath allotted death and hell,
Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist,
Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud,
That when you vomit forth into the air,
My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths,
So that my soul may but ascend to heaven.
‘Doctor Faustus’ (1604) act 5, sc. 2
Ah, Pythagoras’ metempsychosis, were that true,
This soul should fly from me, and I be changed
Unto some brutish beast.
‘Doctor Faustus’ (1604) act 5, sc. 2
O soul, be changed into little water drops,
And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found:
My God, my God, look not so fierce on me.
‘Doctor Faustus’ (1604) act 5, sc. 2
Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight,
And burnéd is Apollo’s laurel bough,
That sometime grew within this learned man.
‘Doctor Faustus’ (1604) epilogue
My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns,
Shall with their goat feet dance an antic hay.
‘Edward II’ (1593) act 1, sc. 1
His body was as straight as Circe’s wand etc.
‘Hero and Leander’ (published 1598) First Sestiad, l. 61
It lies not in our power to love, or hate,
For will in us is over-ruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should lose, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect.
The reason no man knows; let it suffice,
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight;
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
‘Hero and Leander’ (published 1598) First Sestiad, l. 167.