...kiss of all the sciences in one, The kiss alone. So 'tis enough. That was know-how, now the know-why: Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies! Christopher Marlowe, Faustus See the mountains kiss high Heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No...

...wrote a famous iambic pentameter poem in his Doctor Faustus referring to Helen of Troy that began, "Was this the face that launch'da thousand ships and burnt the topless towers of Ilium?" Helen, by the way, was not of Troy, but of Sparta. The Greeks sailed to Troy to recover Helen, who...

...pain with yet another sensational trick, the last of which is to summon Helen of Troy to be his lover. "Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul, see where it flies!" (Act 12) Thus, Faustus gives his soul to sexual fantasy. Similarly, we increase our number of espresso...