Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Great Regulars: Who wouldn't wage war to kiss

the beatific Helen? Faustus, who has rejected God to seek omnipotence, is desperate for lasting glory. But how likely is it that this strange apparition will make him immortal?

The lines "Her lips suck forth my soul" convey the intensity of love's first kiss, when all of our being seems to be taken up, yet there is a note of horror too. His soul is quite literally being stolen away, damning him for all eternity. Hell is in these lips and Helena is nothing if not dross.

from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading From 'Dr Faustus' by Christopher Marlowe

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