The Face that launched a thousand ships and burnt the topless towers of Ilium/ Helen, make me immortal with a kiss/ I will tarry here, as Heaven is in these lips / All is dross that is not Helena…./ O thou art fairer than the evening air / Clad in the beauty of a thousand suns / Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter / Ere he appeared before hapless Semele / More lovely than the Monarch of the Sky ( Jove ) / In wanton Arethusa’s azure arms / None but thee shall be my paramour – Christopher Marlowe in the Tragical History of Dr Faustus.