Damn'd Christians and Turkish infidels.
But now begins the extremity of heat
To punish me with intolerable pangs.
Die life, fly soul, tongue curse
These are the dying words of Christopher Marlowe's Barabbas. I find that Barabbas dies heroically uttering these bold words to the face of his foes at the moment of being pushed into a boiling caldron in comparison with Dr Faustus dying like a chicken pleading for a drop of Christ's blood to save him
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