ACCURS'D BE HE THAT FIRST INVENTED WAR! by: Christopher Marlowe
(1564-1593)  CCURS'D
be he that first invented war!
They knew not, ah, they knew not, simple men,
How those were hit by pelting cannon-shot
Stand staggering like a quivering aspen-leaf
Fearing the force of Boreas' boisterous blasts!
In what a lamentable case where I,
If nature had not given me wisdom's lore!
For kings are clouts that every man shoots at,
Our crown the pin that thousands seek to cleave:
Therefore in policy I think it good
So shall not I be known; or if I be,
To hide it close; a goodly stratagem,
And far from any man that is a fool:
They cannot take away my crown from me.
Here will I hide it in this simple hole.
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