Robert Galbraith

blood and vengeance the scene, death the story, a sword imbrued with blood, the pen that writes, and the poet a terrible buskined tragical fellow, with a wreath about his head of burning match instead of bays.

The Noble Spanish Soldier Thomas Dekker

There’s nothing of so infinite vexation
As man’s own thoughts.
John Webster, The White Devil

I took the book and so the old man vanished.

John Lyly, Endymion: or, the Man in the Moon