The Duchess Flashcards
All discord, without
this circumference, is only to be pitied and not feared
The church enjoins fasting:
i’ll starve myself to death
Raise yourself,
or if you please, my hand to help you
I have seen children
oft eat sweet meats thus as fearful to devour them too soon
That’s the greatest torture
souls feel in hell, in hell: that they must live and cannot die
Diamonds are of the most value,
they say, that have passed through the most jewellers hands
i thank him: nothing but
wise and folly can keep me in my right wits, reason and silence make me stark mad
th’heaven over my head seems
made of molten brass, the earth of flaming sulphur, yet i am not mad
necessity makes me
suffer constantly. and custom makes it easy
i am
Duchess of Malfi still
lay a naked
sword between us, keep us chaste
you violate the
sacrament o’th’church shall make you howl in hell for it (to ferdinand)
what pleasure
can two lovers find in sleep?