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Young <cr677@freenet.toronto.on.ca> + + +Comments on the preparation of the E-Text: + +ANGLE BRACKETS: + +Any place where angle brackets are used, i.e.< >, it is +a change made during the preparation of this E-Text. +The original printed book did not use this character at all. + +SQUARE BRACKETS: + +The square brackets, i.e. [ ] are copied from the printed book, +without change, except that the stage directions usually do not +have closing brackets. These have been added. + +FOOTNOTES: + +For this E-Text version of the book, the footnotes have been +consolidated at the end of the play. + +Numbering of the footnotes has been changed, and each footnote +is given a unique identity in the form<XXX>. + +CHANGES TO THE TEXT: + +Character names were expanded. For Example, FAUSTUS was FAUST; +SECOND SCHOLAR was SEC. SCHOL. + +OTHER COMMENTS: + +This E-Text of _Doctor Faustus_ is taken from a volume of +_The Works of Christopher Marlowe_. That volume also contains +an earlier version of the play, based on the text of 1604, +which is available as an E-Text. Some of the notes to the +earlier version are applicable to, and help explain, this +version. + +This E-text was prepared by Gary R. Young using an IBM compatible +486-33 computer, a Hewlett Packard Scanjet IIP scanner, OmniPage +Pro OCR software, and Microsoft Word software, Nov. 1996. + + + + + +****Start of E-Text**** + + + + + +THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS +BY CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE +FROM THE QUARTO OF 1616. + +EDITED BY THE REV. ALEXANDER DYCE. + + + + + +The Tragicall History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus. +Written by Ch. Mar. London, Printed for John Wright, and are +to be sold at his shop without Newgate, at the signe of the +Bible, 1616, 4to. + +The Tragicall History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus. +With new Additions. Written by Ch. Mar. Printed at London for +John Wright, and are to be sold at his shop without Newgate, +1624, 4to. + +The Tragicall Historie of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus. +With new Additions. Written by Ch. Mar. Printed at London for +John Wright, and are to be sold at his shop without Newgate, +1631, 4to. + +In a few places I have amended the text of this play by means of +4to 1604.--I have made no use of the comparatively modern edition, +4to 1663. + + + + + +DRAMATIS PERSONAE. + +THE POPE. +THE EMPEROR OF GERMANY. +RAYMOND, king of Hungary. +DUKE OF SAXONY. +BRUNO. +DUKE OF VANHOLT. +MARTINO, > +FREDERICK, > gentlemen. +BENVOLIO, > +FAUSTUS. +VALDES, > friends to FAUSTUS. +CORNELIUS, > +WAGNER, servant to FAUSTUS. +Clown. +ROBIN. +DICK. +Vintner. +Horse-courser. +Carter. +An Old Man. +Scholars, Cardinals, ARCHBISHOP OF RHEIMS, Bishops, Monks, + Friars, Soldiers, and Attendants. + +DUCHESS OF VANHOLT. +Hostess. + +LUCIFER. +BELZEBUB. +MEPHISTOPHILIS. +Good Angel. +Evil Angel. +The Seven Deadly Sins. +Devils. +Spirits in the shapes of ALEXANDER THE GREAT, of his Paramour, + of DARIUS, and of HELEN. + +Chorus. + + + + + +THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS +FROM THE QUARTO OF 1616. + + Enter CHORUS. + +CHORUS. Not marching in the fields of Thrasymene, +Where Mars did mate the warlike Carthagens;<1> +Nor sporting in the dalliance of love, +In courts of kings where state is overturn'd; +Nor in the pomp of proud audacious deeds, +Intends our Muse to vaunt her<2> heavenly verse: +Only this, gentles,--we must now perform +The form of Faustus' fortunes, good or bad: +And now to patient judgments we appeal, +And speak for Faustus in his infancy. +Now is he born of parents base of stock, +In Germany, within a town call'd Rhodes: +At riper years, to Wittenberg he went, +Whereas his kinsmen chiefly brought him up. +So much he profits in divinity, +That shortly he was grac'd with doctor's name, +Excelling all, and sweetly can dispute +In th' heavenly matters of theology; +Till swoln with cunning, of<3> a self-conceit, +His waxen wings did mount above his reach, +And, melting, heavens conspir'd his overthrow; +For, falling to a devilish exercise, +And glutted now with learning's golden gifts, +He surfeits upon<4> cursed necromancy; +Nothing so sweet as magic is to him, +Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss: +And this the man that in his study sits. + [Exit.] + + FAUSTUS discovered in his study. + +FAUSTUS. Settle thy studies, Faustus, and begin +To sound the depth of that thou wilt profess: +Having commenc'd, be a divine in show, +Yet level at the end of every art, +And live and die in Aristotle's works. +Sweet Analytics, 'tis thou hast ravish'd me! +Bene disserere est finis logices. +Is, to dispute well, logic's chiefest end? +Affords this art no greater miracle? +Then read no more; thou hast attain'd that end: +A greater subject fitteth Faustus' wit: +Bid Economy farewell, and Galen come: +Be a physician, Faustus; heap up gold, +And be eterniz'd for some wondrous cure: +Summum bonum medicinoe sanitas, +The end of physic is our body's health. +Why, Faustus, hast thou not attain'd that end? +Are not thy bills hung up as monuments, +Whereby whole cities have escap'd the plague, +And thousand<5> desperate maladies been cur'd? +Yet art thou still but Faustus, and a man. +Couldst thou make men to live eternally, +Or, being dead, raise them<6> to life again, +Then this profession were to be esteem'd. +Physic, farewell! Where is Justinian? + + [Reads.] +Si una eademque res legatur<7> duobus, alter rem, +alter valorem rei, &c. + +A petty<8> case of paltry legacies! + + [Reads.] +Exhoereditare filium non potest pater, nisi, &c.<9> + +Such is the subject of the institute, +And universal body of the law: +This study fits a mercenary drudge, +Who aims at nothing but external trash; +Too servile and illiberal for me. +When all is done, divinity is best: +Jerome's Bible, Faustus; view it well. + + [Reads.] +Stipendium peccati mors est. + Ha! + Stipendium, &c. + +The reward of sin is death: that's hard. + + [Reads.] +Si peccasse negamus, fallimur, et nulla est in nobis veritas; + +If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and there +is no truth in us. Why, then, belike we must sin, and so +consequently die: +Ay, we must die an everlasting death. +What doctrine call you this, Che sera, sera, +What will be, shall be? Divinity, adieu! +These metaphysics of magicians, +And necromantic books are heavenly; +Lines, circles, scenes, letters, and characters;<10> +Ay, these are those that Faustus most desires. +O, what a world of profit and delight, +Of power, of honour, and omnipotence, +Is promis'd to the studious artizan! +All things that move between the quiet poles +Shall be at my command: emperors and kings +Are but obeyed in their several provinces; +But his dominion that exceeds in this, +Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man; +A sound magician is a demigod: +Here tire, my brains, to gain<11> a deity. + + Enter WAGNER. + +Wagner, commend me to my dearest friends, +The German Valdes and Cornelius; +Request them earnestly to visit me. + +WAGNER. I will, sir. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. Their conference will be a greater help to me +Than all my labours, plod I ne'er so fast. + + Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL. + +GOOD ANGEL. O, Faustus, lay that damned book aside, +And gaze not on it, lest it tempt thy soul, +And heap God's heavy wrath upon thy head! +Read, read the Scriptures:--that is blasphemy. + +EVIL ANGEL. Go forward, Faustus, in that famous art +Wherein all Nature's treasure is contain'd: +Be thou on earth as Jove is in the sky, +Lord and commander of these<12> elements. + [Exeunt ANGELS.] + +FAUSTUS. How am I glutted with conceit of this! +Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, +Resolve me of all ambiguities, +Perform what desperate enterprise<13> I will? +I'll have them fly to India for gold, +Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, +And search all corners of the new-found world +For pleasant fruits and princely delicates; +I'll have them read me strange philosophy, +And tell the secrets of all foreign kings; +I'll have them wall all Germany with brass, +And make swift Rhine circle fair<14> Wertenberg; +I'll have them fill the public schools with silk,<15> +Wherewith the students shall be bravely clad; +I'll levy soldiers with the coin they bring, +And chase the Prince of Parma from our land, +And reign sole king of all the provinces; +Yea, stranger engines for the brunt of war, +Than was the fiery keel at Antwerp-bridge, +I'll make my servile spirits to invent. + + Enter VALDES and CORNELIUS. + +Come, German Valdes, and Cornelius, +And make me blest<16> with your sage conference. +Valdes, sweet Valdes, and Cornelius, +Know that your words have won me at the last +To practice magic and concealed arts. +Philosophy is odious and obscure; +Both law and physic are for petty wits: +'Tis magic, magic that hath ravish'd me. +Then, gentle friends, aid me in this attempt; +And I, that have with subtle syllogisms +Gravell'd the pastors of the German church, +And made the flowering pride of Wittenberg +Swarm<17> to my problems, as th' infernal spirits +On sweet Musaeus when he came to hell, +Will be as cunning as Agrippa was, +Whose shadow made all Europe honour him. + +VALDES. Faustus, these books, thy wit, and our experience, +Shall make all nations to<18> canonize us. +As Indian Moors obey their Spanish lords, +So shall the spirits of every element +Be always serviceable to us three; +Like lions shall they guard us when we please; +Like Almain rutters with their horsemen's staves, +Or Lapland giants, trotting by our sides; +Sometimes like women, or unwedded maids, +Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows +Than have<19> the white breasts of the queen of love: +>From Venice shall they<20> drag huge<21> argosies, +And from America the golden fleece +That yearly stuffs<22> old Philip's treasury; +If learned Faustus will be resolute. + +FAUSTUS. Valdes, as resolute am I in this +As thou to live: therefore object it not. + +CORNELIUS. The miracles that magic will perform +Will make thee vow to study nothing else. +He that is grounded in astrology, +Enrich'd with tongues, well seen in minerals, +Hath all the principles magic doth require: +Then doubt not, Faustus, but to be renowm'd,<23> +And more frequented for this mystery +Than heretofore the Delphian oracle. +The spirits tell me they can dry the sea, +And fetch the treasure of all foreign wrecks, +Yea, all the wealth that our forefathers hid +Within the massy entrails of the earth: +Then tell me, Faustus, what shall we three want? + +FAUSTUS. Nothing, Cornelius. O, this cheers my soul! +Come, shew me some demonstrations magical, +That I may conjure in some bushy grove, +And have these joys in full possession. + +VALDES. Then haste thee to some solitary grove, +And bear wise Bacon's and Albertus'<24> works, +The Hebrew Psalter, and New Testament; +And whatsoever else is requisite +We will inform thee ere our conference cease. + +CORNELIUS. Valdes, first let him know the words of art; +And then, all other ceremonies learn'd, +Faustus may try his cunning by himself. + +VALDES. First I'll instruct thee in the rudiments, +And then wilt thou be perfecter than I. + +FAUSTUS. Then come and dine with me, and, after meat, +We'll canvass every quiddity thereof; +For, ere I sleep, I'll try what I can do: +This night I'll conjure, though I die therefore. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter two SCHOLARS. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. I wonder what's become of Faustus, that was wont +to make our schools ring with sic probo. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. That shall we presently know; here comes his boy. + + Enter WAGNER. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. How now, sirrah! where's thy master? + +WAGNER. God in heaven knows. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Why, dost not thou know, then? + +WAGNER. Yes, I know; but that follows not. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Go to, sirrah! leave your jesting, and tell us +where he is. + +WAGNER. That follows not by force of argument, which you, being +licentiates, should stand upon: therefore acknowledge your +error, and be attentive. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Then you will not tell us? + +WAGNER. You are deceived, for I will tell you: yet, if you were +not dunces, you would never ask me such a question; for is he not +corpus naturale? and is not that mobile? then wherefore should +you ask me such a question? But that I am by nature phlegmatic, +slow to wrath, and prone to lechery (to love, I would say), it +were not for you to come within forty foot of the place of +execution, although I do not doubt but to see you both hanged +the next sessions. Thus having triumphed over you, I will set +my countenance like a precisian, and begin to speak thus:-- +Truly, my dear brethren, my master is within at dinner, with +Valdes and Cornelius, as this wine, if it could speak, would +inform your worships: and so, the Lord bless you, preserve you, +and keep you, my dear brethren! + [Exit.] + +FIRST SCHOLAR. O Faustus! +Then I fear that which I have long suspected, +That thou art fall'n into that<25> damned art +For which they two are infamous through the world. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Were he a stranger, not allied to me, +The danger of his soul would make me mourn. +But, come, let us go and inform the Rector: +It may be his grave counsel may reclaim him.<26> + +FIRST SCHOLAR. I fear me nothing will reclaim him now. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Yet let us see what we can do. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter FAUSTUS.<27> + +FAUSTUS. Now that the gloomy shadow of the night, +Longing to view Orion's drizzling look, +Leaps from th' antartic world unto the sky, +And dims the welkin with her<28> pitchy breath, +Faustus, begin thine incantations, +And try if devils will obey thy hest, +Seeing thou hast pray'd and sacrific'd to them. +Within this circle is Jehovah's name, +Forward and backward anagrammatiz'd, +Th' abbreviated names of holy saints, +Figures of every adjunct to the heavens, +And characters of signs and erring<29> stars, +By which the spirits are enforc'd to rise: +Then fear not, Faustus, to be resolute, +And try the utmost magic can perform. + [Thunder.] +Sint mihi dii Acherontis propitii! Valeat numen triplex Jehovoe! +Ignei, aerii, aquatani spiritus, salvete! Orientis princeps +Belzebub, inferni ardentis monarcha, et Demogorgon, propitiamus +vos, ut appareat et surgat Mephistophilis Dragon, quod tumeraris:<30> +per Jehovam, Gehennam, et consecratam aquam quam nunc spargo, +signumque crucis quod nunc facio, et per vota nostra, ipse nunc +surgat nobis dicatus<31> Mephistophilis! + + Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +I charge thee to return, and change thy shape; +Thou art too ugly to attend on me: +Go, and return an old Franciscan friar; +That holy shape becomes a devil best. + [Exit MEPHISTOPHILIS.] + +I see there's virtue in my heavenly words. +Who would not be proficient in this art? +How pliant is this Mephistophilis, +Full of obedience and humility! +Such is the force of magic and my spells. + + Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS like a Franciscan friar. + +MEPHIST. Now, Faustus, what wouldst thou have me do? + +FAUSTUS. I charge thee wait upon me whilst I live, +To do whatever Faustus shall command, +Be it to make the moon drop from her sphere, +Or the ocean to overwhelm the world. + +MEPHIST. I am a servant to great Lucifer, +And may not follow thee without his leave: +No more than he commands must we perform. + +FAUSTUS. Did not he charge thee to appear to me? + +MEPHIST. No, I came hither<32> of mine own accord. + +FAUSTUS. Did not my conjuring speeches<33> raise thee? speak! + +MEPHIST. That was the cause, but yet per accidens;<34> +For, when we hear one rack the name of God, +Abjure the Scriptures and his Saviour Christ, +We fly, in hope to get his glorious soul; +Nor will we come, unless he use such means +Whereby he is in danger to be damn'd. +Therefore the shortest cut for conjuring +Is stoutly to abjure all godliness, +And pray devoutly to the prince of hell. + +FAUSTUS. So Faustus hath +Already done; and holds this principle, +There is no chief but only Belzebub; +To whom Faustus doth dedicate himself. +This word "damnation" terrifies not me, +For I confound hell in Elysium: +My ghost be with the old philosophers! +But, leaving these vain trifles of men's souls, +Tell me what is that Lucifer thy lord? + +MEPHIST. Arch-regent and commander of all spirits. + +FAUSTUS. Was not that Lucifer an angel once? + +MEPHIST. Yes, Faustus, and most dearly lov'd of God. + +FAUSTUS. How comes it, then, that he is prince of devils? + +MEPHIST. O, by aspiring pride and insolence; +For which God threw him from the face of heaven. + +FAUSTUS. And what are you that live with Lucifer? + +MEPHIST. Unhappy spirits that fell<35> with Lucifer, +Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer, +And are for ever damn'd with Lucifer. + +FAUSTUS. Where are you damn'd? + +MEPHIST. In hell. + +FAUSTUS. How comes it, then, that thou art out of hell? + +MEPHIST. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it: +Think'st thou that I, that saw the face of God, +And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, +Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, +In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? +O, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands, +Which strike<36> a terror to my fainting soul! + +FAUSTUS. What, is great Mephistophilis so passionate +For being deprived of the joys of heaven? +Learn thou of Faustus manly fortitude, +And scorn those joys thou never shalt possess. +Go bear these tidings to great Lucifer: +Seeing Faustus hath incurr'd eternal death +By desperate thoughts against Jove's deity, +Say, he surrenders up to him his soul, +So he will spare him four and twenty years, +Letting him live in all voluptuousness; +Having thee ever to attend on me, +To give me whatsoever I shall ask, +To tell me whatsoever I demand, +To slay mine enemies, and to aid my friends, +And always be obedient to my will. +Go, and return to mighty Lucifer, +And meet me in my study at midnight, +And then resolve me of thy master's mind. + +MEPHIST. I will, Faustus. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. Had I as many souls as there be stars, +I'd give them all for Mephistophilis. +By him I'll be great emperor of the world, +And make a bridge thorough<37> the moving air, +To pass the ocean with a band of men; +I'll join the hills that bind the Afric shore, +And make that country continent to Spain, +And both contributary to my crown: +The Emperor shall not live but by my leave, +Nor any potentate of Germany. +Now that I have obtain'd what I desir'd, +I'll live in speculation of this art, +Till Mephistophilis return again. + [Exit.] + + Enter WAGNER and CLOWN. + +WAGNER. Come hither, sirrah boy. + +CLOWN. Boy! O, disgrace to my person! zounds, boy in your face! +You have seen many boys with beards, I am sure. + +WAGNER. Sirrah,<38> hast thou no comings in? + +CLOWN. Yes, and goings out too, you may see, sir. + +WAGNER. Alas, poor slave! see how poverty jests in his nakedness! +I know the villain's out of service, and so hungry, that I know +he would give his soul to the devil for a shoulder of mutton, +though it were blood-raw. + +CLOWN. Not so neither: I had need to have it well roasted, and +good sauce to it, if I pay so dear, I can tell you. + +WAGNER. Sirrah, wilt thou be my man, and wait on me, and I will +make thee go like Qui mihi discipulus? + +CLOWN. What, in verse? + +WAGNER. No, slave; in beaten silk and staves-acre. + +CLOWN. Staves-acre! that's good to kill vermin: then, belike, +if I serve you, I shall be lousy. + +WAGNER. Why, so thou shalt be, whether thou dost it or no; for, +sirrah, if thou dost not presently bind thyself to me for seven +years, I'll turn all the lice about thee into familiars, and make +them tear thee in pieces. + +CLOWN. Nay, sir, you may save<39> yourself a labour, for they +are as familiar with me as if they paid for their meat and drink, +I can tell you. + +WAGNER. Well, sirrah, leave your jesting, and take these guilders. + [Gives money.] + +CLOWN. Yes, marry, sir; and I thank you too. + +WAGNER. So, now thou art to be at an hour's warning, whensoever +and wheresoever the devil shall fetch thee. + +CLOWN. Here, take your guilders again;<40> I'll none of 'em. + +WAGNER. Not I; thou art pressed: prepare thyself, or<41> I will +presently raise up two devils to carry thee away.--Banio! Belcher! + +CLOWN. Belcher! an Belcher come here, I'll belch him: I am not +afraid of a devil. + + Enter two DEVILS. + +WAGNER. How now, sir! will you serve me now? + +CLOWN. Ay, good Wagner; take away the devil[s], then. + +WAGNER. Spirits, away! + [Exeunt DEVILS.] +Now, sirrah, follow me. + +CLOWN. I will, sir: but hark you, master; will you teach me this +conjuring occupation? + +WAGNER. Ay, sirrah, I'll teach thee to turn thyself to a dog, +or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat, or any thing. + +CLOWN. A dog, or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat! +O, brave, Wagner! + +WAGNER. Villain, call me Master Wagner, and see that you walk +attentively, and let your right eye be always diametrally fixed +upon my left heel, that thou mayst quasi vestigiis nostris<42> +insistere. + +CLOWN. Well, sir, I warrant you. + [Exeunt.] + + FAUSTUS discovered in his study. + +FAUSTUS. Now, Faustus, +Must thou needs be damn'd, canst thou not be sav'd. +What boots it, then, to think on God or heaven? +Away with such vain fancies, and despair; +Despair in God, and trust in Belzebub: +Now, go not backward,<43> Faustus; be resolute: +Why<44> waver'st thou? O, something soundeth in mine ear, +"Abjure this magic, turn to God again!" +Why, he loves thee not; +The god thou serv'st is thine own appetite, +Wherein is fix'd the love of Belzebub: +To him I'll build an altar and a church, +And offer lukewarm blood of new-born babes. + + Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL. + +EVIL ANGEL. Go forward, Faustus, in that famous<45> art. + +GOOD ANGEL. Sweet Faustus, leave that execrable art. + +FAUSTUS. Contrition, prayer, repentance--what of<46> these? + +GOOD ANGEL. O, they are means to bring thee unto heaven! + +EVIL ANGEL. Rather illusions, fruits of lunacy, +That make men<47> foolish that do use them most. + +GOOD ANGEL. Sweet Faustus, think of heaven and heavenly things. + +EVIL ANGEL. No, Faustus; think of honour and of wealth. + [Exeunt ANGELS.] + +FAUSTUS. Wealth! +Why, the signiory of Embden shall be mine. +When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, +What power can hurt me? Faustus, thou art safe: +Cast no more doubts.--Mephistophilis, come, +And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer;-- +Is't not midnight?--come Mephistophilis, +And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer;-- +Is't not midnight?--come Mephistophilis, +Veni, veni, Mephistophile!<48> + + Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +Now tell me what saith Lucifer, thy lord? + +MEPHIST. That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, +So he will buy my service with his soul. + +FAUSTUS. Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. + +MEPHIST. But now thou must bequeath it solemnly, +And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; +For that security craves Lucifer. +If thou deny it, I must back to hell. + +FAUSTUS. Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my +soul do thy lord? + +MEPHIST. Enlarge his kingdom. + +FAUSTUS. Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? + +MEPHIST. Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. + +FAUSTUS. Why, have you any pain that torture others? + +MEPHIST. As great as have the human souls of men. +But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? +And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, +And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. + +FAUSTUS. Ay, Mephistophilis, I'll give it thee.<49> + +MEPHIST. Then, Faustus, stab thine<50> arm courageously, +And bind thy soul, that at some certain day +Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; +And<51> then be thou as great as Lucifer. + +FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, +Faustus hath cut his arm, and with his proper blood +Assures his soul to be great Lucifer's, +Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! +View here this blood that trickles from mine arm, +And let it be propitious for my<52> wish. + +MEPHIST. But, Faustus, +Write it in manner of a deed of gift. + +FAUSTUS. [Writing] Ay, so I do. But, Mephistophilis, +My blood congeals, and I can write no more. + +MEPHIST. I'll fetch thee fire to dissolve it straight. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. What might the staying of my blood portend? +Is it<53> unwilling I should write this bill? +Why streams it not, that I may write afresh? +FAUSTUS GIVES TO THEE HIS SOUL: O, there it stay'd! +Why shouldst thou not? is not thy soul thine own? +Then write again, FAUSTUS GIVES TO THEE HIS SOUL.<54> + + Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with the chafer of fire. + +MEPHIST. See, Faustus, here is fire; set it on. + +FAUSTUS. So, now the blood begins to clear again; +Now will I make an<55> end immediately. + [Writes.] + +MEPHIST. What will not I do to obtain his soul? + [Aside.] + +FAUSTUS. Consummatum est; this bill is ended, +And Faustus hath bequeath'd his soul to Lucifer. +But what is this inscription on mine arm? +Homo, fuge: whither should<56> I fly? +If unto God,<57> he'll throw me down to hell. +My senses are deceiv'd; here's nothing writ:-- +O, yes, I see it plain; even here is writ, +Homo, fuge: yet shall not Faustus fly. + +MEPHIST. I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind. + [Aside, and then exit.] + + Enter DEVILS, giving crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS. + They dance, and then depart. + + Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +FAUSTUS. What means this show? speak, Mephistophilis. + +MEPHIST. Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind, +And let thee see what magic can perform. + +FAUSTUS. But may I raise such spirits when I please? + +MEPHIST. Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. + +FAUSTUS. Then, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll,<58> +A deed of gift of body and of soul: +But yet conditionally that thou perform +All covenants and articles between us both! + +MEPHIST. Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer +To effect all promises between us both! + +FAUSTUS. Then hear me read it, Mephistophilis. + [Reads.] +ON THESE CONDITIONS FOLLOWING. FIRST, THAT FAUSTUS MAY BE A +SPIRIT IN FORM AND SUBSTANCE. SECONDLY, THAT MEPHISTOPHILIS +SHALL BE HIS SERVANT, AND BE BY HIM COMMANDED. THIRDLY, THAT +MEPHISTOPHILIS SHALL DO FOR HIM, AND BRING HIM WHATSOEVER HE +DESIRES.<59> FOURTHLY, THAT HE SHALL BE IN HIS CHAMBER OR HOUSE +INVISIBLE. LASTLY, THAT HE SHALL APPEAR TO THE SAID JOHN FAUSTUS, +AT ALL TIMES, IN WHAT SHAPE AND FORM SOEVER HE PLEASE. I, JOHN +FAUSTUS, OF WITTENBERG, DOCTOR, BY THESE PRESENTS, DO GIVE BOTH +BODY AND SOUL TO LUCIFER PRINCE OF THE EAST, AND HIS MINISTER +MEPHISTOPHILIS; AND FURTHERMORE GRANT UNTO THEM, THAT, FOUR-AND- +TWENTY YEARS BEING EXPIRED, AND THESE ARTICLES ABOVE-WRITTEN +BEING INVIOLATE, FULL POWER TO FETCH OR CARRY THE SAID JOHN FAUSTUS, +BODY AND SOUL, FLESH AND<60> BLOOD, INTO THEIR HABITATION WHERESOEVER. +BY ME, JOHN FAUSTUS. + +MEPHIST. Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? + +FAUSTUS. Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good of it! + +MEPHIST. So, now, Faustus, ask me what thou wilt. + +FAUSTUS. First I will question with<61> thee about hell. +Tell me, where is the<62> place that men call hell? + +MEPHIST. Under the heavens. + +FAUSTUS. Ay, so are all things else; but whereabouts? + +MEPHIST. Within the bowels of these elements, +Where we are tortur'd and remain for ever: +Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd +In one self-place; but where we are is hell, +And where hell is, there must we ever be: +And, to be short, when all the world dissolves, +And every creature shall be purified, +All places shall be hell that are<63> not heaven. + +FAUSTUS. I think hell's a fable.<64> + +MEPHIST. Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. + +FAUSTUS. Why, dost thou think that Faustus shall be damn'd? + +MEPHIST. Ay, of necessity, for here's the scroll +In which thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. + +FAUSTUS. Ay, and body too; and what of that? +Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine +That, after this life, there is any pain? +No, these are trifles and mere old wives' tales. + +MEPHIST. But I am an instance to prove the contrary, +For I tell thee I am damn'd and now in hell. + +FAUSTUS. Nay, an this be hell, I'll willingly be damn'd: +What! sleeping, eating, walking, and disputing! +But, leaving this, let me have a wife, +The fairest maid in Germany; +For I am wanton and lascivious, +And cannot live without a wife. + +MEPHIST. Well, Faustus, thou shalt have a wife. + + [MEPHISTOPHILIS fetches in a WOMAN-DEVIL.] + +FAUSTUS. What sight is this? + +MEPHIST. Now, Faustus, wilt thou have a wife? + +FAUSTUS. Here's a hot whore, indeed: no, I'll no wife. + +MEPHIST. Marriage is but a ceremonial toy, +And, if thou lov'st me, think no more of it. +I'll cull thee out the fairest courtezans, +And bring them every morning to thy bed: +She whom thine<65> eye shall like, thy<66> heart shall have, +Were she as chaste as was<67> Penelope, +As wise as Saba, or as beautiful +As was bright Lucifer before his fall. +Here, take this book, peruse it well: +The iterating of these lines brings gold; +The framing of this circle on the ground +Brings thunder, whirlwinds, storm, and lightning; +Pronounce this thrice devoutly to thyself, +And men in harness<68> shall appear to thee, +Ready to execute what thou command'st. + +FAUSTUS. Thanks, Mephistophilis, for this sweet book: +This will I keep as chary as my life. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter FAUSTUS, in his study, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +FAUSTUS. When I behold the heavens,<69> then I repent, +And curse thee, wicked Mephistophilis, +Because thou hast depriv'd me of those joys. + +MEPHIST. 'Twas thine<70> own seeking, Faustus; thank thyself. +But, think'st thou heaven is<71> such a glorious thing? +I tell thee, Faustus, it is not half so fair +As thou, or any man that breathes<72> on earth. + +FAUSTUS. How prov'st thou that? + +MEPHIST. 'Twas made for man; then he's more excellent. + +FAUSTUS. If heaven was made for man, 'twas made for me: +I will renounce this magic and repent. + + Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL. + +GOOD ANGEL. Faustus, repent; yet God will pity thee. + +EVIL ANGEL. Thou art a spirit; God cannot pity thee. + +FAUSTUS. Who buzzeth in mine ears<73> I am a spirit? +Be I a devil, yet God may pity me; +Yea, God will pity me, if I repent. + +EVIL ANGEL. Ay, but Faustus never shall repent. + [Exeunt ANGELS.] + +FAUSTUS. My heart is harden'd, I cannot repent; +Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven: +Swords, poisons, halters, and envenom'd steel +Are laid before me to despatch myself; +And long ere this I<74> should have done the deed, +Had not sweet pleasure conquer'd deep despair. +Have not I made blind Homer sing to me +Of Alexander's love and Oenon's death? +And hath not he, that built the walls of Thebes +With ravishing sound of his melodious harp, +Made music with my Mephistophilis? +Why should I die, then, or basely despair? +I am resolv'd; Faustus shall not repent.-- +Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again, +And reason of divine astrology. +Speak, are there many spheres above the moon? +Are all celestial bodies but one globe, +As is the substance of this centric earth? + +MEPHIST. As are the elements, such are the heavens, +Even from the moon unto th' empyreal orb, +Mutually folded in each other's spheres, +And jointly move upon one axletree, +Whose termine<75> is term'd the world's wide pole; +Nor are the names of Saturn, Mars, or Jupiter +Feign'd, but are erring<76> stars. + +FAUSTUS. But have they all one motion, both situ et tempore? + +MEPHIST. All move from east to west in four-and-twenty +hours upon the poles of the world; but differ in their motions +upon the poles of the zodiac. + +FAUSTUS. These slender questions Wagner can decide: +Hath Mephistophilis no greater skill? +Who knows not the double motion<77> of the planets? +That the first is finish'd in a natural day; +The second thus; Saturn in thirty years; Jupiter in twelve; +Mars in four; the Sun, Venus, and Mercury in a year; the Moon +in twenty-eight days. These are freshmen's questions. But +tell me, hath every sphere a dominion or intelligentia? + +MEPHIST. Ay. + +FAUSTUS. How many heavens or spheres are there? + +MEPHIST. Nine; the seven planets, the firmament, and the empyreal +heaven. + +FAUSTUS. But is there not coelum igneum et crystallinum? + +MEPHIST. No, Faustus, they be but fables. + +FAUSTUS. Resolve me, then, in this one question; why are not +conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, eclipses, all at one time, +but in some years we have more, in some less? + +MEPHIST. Per inoequalem motum respectu totius. + +FAUSTUS. Well, I am answered. Now tell me who made the world? + +MEPHIST. I will not. + +FAUSTUS. Sweet Mephistophilis, tell me. + +MEPHIST. Move me not, Faustus. + +FAUSTUS. Villain, have I not bound thee to tell me any thing? + +MEPHIST. Ay,<78> that is not against our kingdom; this is. +Thou art damned; think thou of hell. + +FAUSTUS. Think, Faustus, upon God that made the world. + +MEPHIST. Remember this. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. Ay, go, accursed spirit, to ugly hell! +'Tis thou hast damn'd distressed Faustus' soul. +Is't not too late? + + Re-enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL. + +EVIL ANGEL. Too late. + +GOOD ANGEL. Never too late, if Faustus will repent. + +EVIL ANGEL. If thou repent, devils will tear thee in pieces. + +GOOD ANGEL. Repent, and they shall never raze thy skin. + [Exeunt ANGELS.] + +FAUSTUS. O Christ, my Saviour, my Saviour +Help to save distressed Faustus' soul! + + Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +LUCIFER. Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is just: +There's none but I have interest in the same. + +FAUSTUS. O, what art thou that look'st so terribly? + +LUCIFER. I am Lucifer, +And this is my companion-prince in hell. + +FAUSTUS. O Faustus, they are come to fetch thy soul! + +BELZEBUB. We are come to tell thee thou dost injure us. + +LUCIFER. Thou call'st of Christ, contrary to thy promise. + +BELZEBUB. Thou shouldst not think on God. + +LUCIFER. Think of the devil. + +BELZEBUB. And his dam too. + +FAUSTUS. Nor will Faustus henceforth: pardon him for this, +And Faustus vows never to look to heaven. + +LUCIFER. So shalt thou shew thyself an obedient servant, +And we will highly gratify thee for it. + +BELZEBUB. Faustus, we are come from hell in person to shew thee +some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt behold the Seven Deadly +Sins appear to thee in their own proper shapes and likeness. + +FAUSTUS. That sight will be as pleasant unto me, +As Paradise was to Adam the first day +Of his creation. + +LUCIFER. Talk not of Paradise or creation; but mark the show.-- +Go, Mephistophilis, and<79> fetch them in. + + MEPHISTOPHILIS brings in the SEVEN DEADLY SINS. + +BELZEBUB. Now, Faustus, question them of their names and +dispositions. + +FAUSTUS. That shall I soon.--What art thou, the<80> first? + +PRIDE. I am Pride. I disdain to have any parents. I am like to +Ovid's flea; I can creep into every corner of a wench; sometimes, +like a perriwig, I sit upon her brow; next, like a necklace, I hang +about her neck; then, like a fan of feathers, I kiss her lips;<81> +and then, turning myself to a wrought smock, do what I list. +But, fie, what a smell is here! I'll not speak a word more for +a king's ransom, unless the ground be perfumed, and covered with +cloth of arras. + +FAUSTUS. Thou art a proud knave, indeed.--What art thou, the second? + +COVETOUSNESS. I am Covetousness, begotten of an old churl, in a +leather bag: and, might I now obtain my wish, this house, you, +and all, should turn to gold, that I might lock you safe into +my chest: O my sweet gold! + +FAUSTUS. And what art thou, the third? + +ENVY. I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. +I cannot read, and therefore wish all books burned. I am lean +with seeing others eat. O, that there would come a famine over +all the world, that all might die, and I live alone! then thou +shouldst see how fat I'd be. But must thou sit, and I stand? +come down, with a vengeance! + +FAUSTUS. Out, envious wretch!--But what art thou, the fourth? + +WRATH. I am Wrath. I had neither father nor mother: I leapt +out of a lion's mouth when I was scarce an hour old; and ever +since have run<82> up and down the world with this<83> case of +rapiers, wounding myself when I could get none to fight withal. +I was born in hell; and look to it, for some of you shall be my +father. + +FAUSTUS. And what art thou, the fifth? + +GLUTTONY. I am Gluttony. My parents are all dead, and the devil +a penny they have left me, but a small pension, and that buys me +thirty meals a-day and ten bevers,--a small trifle to suffice +nature. I come<84> of a royal pedigree: my father was a Gammon +of Bacon, my mother was a Hogshead of Claret-wine; my godfathers +were these, Peter Pickled-herring and Martin Martlemas-beef; but +my godmother, O, she was an ancient gentlewoman; her name was +Margery March-beer. Now, Faustus, thou hast heard all my progeny; +wilt thou bid me to supper? + +FAUSTUS. Not I. + +GLUTTONY. Then the devil choke thee! + +FAUSTUS. Choke thyself, glutton!--What art thou, the sixth? + +SLOTH. Heigho! I am Sloth. I was begotten on a sunny bank. +Heigho! I'll not speak a word more for a king's ransom. + +FAUSTUS. And what are you, Mistress Minx, the seventh and last? + +LECHERY. Who, I,<85> sir? I am one that loves an inch of raw +mutton better than an ell of fried stock-fish; and the first +letter of my name begins with L.<86> + +LUCIFER. Away to hell, away! On, piper! + [Exeunt the SINS.] + +FAUSTUS. O, how this sight doth delight my soul! + +LUCIFER. Tut,<87> Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight. + +FAUSTUS. O, might I see hell, and return again safe, +How happy were I then! + +LUCIFER. Faustus, thou shalt; at midnight I will send for thee. +Meanwhile peruse this book and view it throughly, +And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt. + +FAUSTUS. Thanks, mighty Lucifer! +This will I keep as chary as my life. + +LUCIFER. Now, Faustus, farewell. + +FAUSTUS. Farewell, great Lucifer. + [Exeunt LUCIFER and BELZEBUB.] + +Come, Mephistophilis. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter ROBIN,<88> with a book. + +ROBIN. What, Dick! look to the horses there, till I come again. +I have gotten one of Doctor Faustus' conjuring-books; and now +we'll have such knavery as't passes. + + Enter DICK. + +DICK. What, Robin! you must come away and walk the horses. + +ROBIN. I walk the horses! I scorn't, faith:<89> I have other +matters in hand: let the horses walk themselves, an they will.-- + [Reads.] +A per se, a; t, h, e, the; o per se, o; Demy orgon gorgon.-- +Keep further from me, O thou illiterate and unlearned hostler! + +DICK. 'Snails, what hast thou got there? a book! why, thou canst +not tell<90> ne'er a word on't. + +ROBIN. That thou shalt see presently: keep out of the circle, +I say, lest I send you into the ostry with a vengeance. + +DICK. That's like, faith! you had best leave your foolery; for, +an my master come, he'll conjure you, faith. + +ROBIN. My master conjure me! I'll tell thee what; an my master +come here, I'll clap as fair a<91> pair of horns on's head as +e'er thou sawest in thy life. + +DICK. Thou need'st<92> not do that, for my mistress hath done it. + +ROBIN. Ay, there be of us here that have waded as deep into +matters as other men, if they were disposed to talk. + +DICK. A plague take you! I thought you did not sneak up and down +after her for nothing. But, I prithee, tell me in good sadness, +Robin, is that a conjuring-book? + +ROBIN. Do but speak what thou'lt have me to do, and I'll do't: +if thou'lt dance naked, put off thy clothes, and I'll conjure +thee about presently; or, if thou'lt go but to the tavern with +me, I'll give thee white wine, red wine, claret-wine, sack, +muscadine, malmsey, and whippincrust, hold, belly, hold;<93> and +we'll not pay one penny for it. + +DICK. 0, brave! Prithee,<94> let's to it presently, for I am as +dry as a dog. + +ROBIN. Come, then, let's away. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter CHORUS. + +CHORUS. Learned Faustus, +To find the secrets of astronomy +Graven in the book of Jove's high firmament, +Did mount him<95> up to scale Olympus' top; +Where, sitting in a chariot burning bright, +Drawn by the strength of yoked dragons' necks, +He views<96> the clouds, the planets, and the stars, +The tropic zones, and quarters of the sky, +>From the bright circle of the horned moon +Even to the height of Primum Mobile; +And, whirling round with this<97> circumference, +Within the concave compass of the pole, +>From east to west his dragons swiftly glide, +And in eight days did bring him home again. +Not long he stay'd within his quiet house, +To rest his bones after his weary toil; +But new exploits do hale him out again: +And, mounted then upon a dragon's back, +That with his wings did part the subtle air, +He now is gone to prove cosmography, +That measures coasts and kingdoms of the earth; +And, as I guess, will first arrive at Rome, +To see the Pope and manner of his court, +And take some part of holy Peter's feast, +The which this day is highly solemniz'd. + [Exit.] + + Enter FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +FAUSTUS. Having now, my good Mephistophilis, +Pass'd with delight the stately town of Trier, +Environ'd round<98> with airy mountain-tops, +With walls of flint, and deep-entrenched lakes, +Not to be won by any conquering prince; +>From Paris next, coasting the realm of France, +We saw the river Maine fall into Rhine,<99> +Whose banks are set with groves of fruitful vines; +Then up to<100> Naples, rich Campania, +Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye, +The streets straight forth, and pav'd with finest brick, +Quarter the town in four equivalents:<101> +There saw we learned Maro's golden tomb; +The way he cut, an English mile in length, +Thorough<102> a rock of stone, in one night's space; +>From thence to Venice, Padua, and the rest,<103> +In one of which a sumptuous temple stands, +That threats the stars with her aspiring top, +Whose frame is pav'd with sundry-colour'd stones, +And roof'd aloft with curious work in gold. +Thus hitherto hath Faustus spent his time: +But tell me<104> now, what resting-place is this? +Hast thou, as erst I did command, +Conducted me within the walls of Rome? + +MEPHIST. I have, my Faustus; and, for proof thereof, +This is the goodly palace of the Pope; +And, 'cause we are no common guests, +I choose his privy-chamber for our use. + +FAUSTUS. I hope his Holiness will bid us<105> welcome. + +MEPHIST. All's one, for we'll be bold with his venison. +But now, my Faustus, that thou mayst perceive +What Rome contains for to delight thine eyes, +Know that this city stands upon seven hills +That underprop the groundwork of the same: +Just through<106> the midst runs flowing Tiber's stream, +With winding banks that cut it in two parts; +Over the which two stately bridges lean, +That make safe passage to each part of Rome: +Upon the bridge call'd Ponte<107> Angelo +Erected is a castle passing strong, +Where thou shalt see such store of ordnance, +As that the double cannons, forg'd of brass, +Do match<108> the number of the days contain'd +Within the compass of one complete year; +Beside the gates, and high pyramides, +That Julius Caesar brought from Africa. + +FAUSTUS. Now, by the kingdoms of infernal rule, +Of Styx, of Acheron, and the fiery lake +Of ever-burning Phlegethon, I swear +That I do long to see the<109> monuments +And situation of bright-splendent Rome: +Come, therefore, let's away. + +MEPHIST. Nay, stay, my Faustus: I know you'd see the Pope, +And take some part of holy Peter's feast, +The which, in state and<110> high solemnity, +This day, is held through Rome and Italy, +In honour of the Pope's triumphant victory. + +FAUSTUS. Sweet Mephistophilis, thou pleasest me. +Whilst I am here on earth, let me be cloy'd +With all things that delight the heart of man: +My four-and-twenty years of liberty +I'll spend in pleasure and in dalliance, +That Faustus' name, whilst<111> this bright frame doth stand, +May be admir'd thorough<112> the furthest land. + +MEPHIST. 'Tis well said, Faustus. Come, then, stand by me, +And thou shalt see them come immediately. + +FAUSTUS. Nay, stay, my gentle Mephistophilis, +And grant me my<113> request, and then I go. +Thou know'st, within the compass of eight days +We view'd the face of heaven, of earth, and hell; +So high our dragons soar'd into the air, +That, looking down, the earth appear'd to me +No bigger than my hand in quantity; +There did we view the kingdoms of the world, +And what might please mine eye I there beheld. +Then in this show let me an actor be, +That this proud Pope may Faustus' cunning<114> see. + +MEPHIST. Let it be so, my Faustus. But, first, stay, +And view their triumphs as they pass this way; +And then devise what best contents thy mind, +By cunning in thine art to cross the Pope, +Or dash the pride of this<115> solemnity; +To make his monks and abbots stand like apes, +And point like antics at<116> his triple crown; +To beat the beads about the friars' pates, +Or clap huge horns upon the Cardinals' heads; +Or any villany thou canst devise; +And I'll perform it,<117> Faustus. Hark! they come: +This day shall make thee be admir'd in Rome. + + Enter the CARDINALS and BISHOPS, some bearing crosiers, some + the pillars; MONKS and FRIARS, singing their procession; + then the POPE, RAYMOND king of Hungary, the ARCHBISHOP + OF RHEIMS, BRUNO led in chains, and ATTENDANTS. + +POPE. Cast down our footstool. + +RAYMOND. Saxon Bruno, stoop, +Whilst on thy back his Holiness ascends +Saint Peter's chair and state pontifical. + +BRUNO. Proud Lucifer, that state belongs to me; +But thus I fall to Peter, not to thee. + +POPE. To me and Peter shalt thou grovelling lie, +And crouch before the Papal dignity.-- +Sound trumpets, then; for thus Saint Peter's heir, +>From Bruno's back, ascends Saint Peter's chair. + [A flourish while he ascends.] +Thus, as the gods creep on with feet of wool, +Long ere with iron hands they punish men, +So shall our sleeping vengeance now arise, +And smite with death thy hated enterprise.<118>-- +Lord Cardinals of France and Padua, +Go forthwith to our<119> holy consistory, +And read, amongst the statutes decretal, +What, by the holy council held at Trent, +The sacred synod hath decreed for him +That doth assume the Papal government +Without election and a true consent: +Away, and bring us word with speed. + +CARDINAL OF FRANCE. We go, my lord. + [Exeunt CARDINALS of France and Padua.] + +POPE. Lord Raymond. + [They converse in dumb show.] + +FAUSTUS. Go, haste thee, gentle Mephistophilis, +Follow the cardinals to the consistory; +And, as they turn their superstitious books, +Strike them with sloth and drowsy idleness, +And make them sleep so sound, that in their shapes +Thyself and I may parley with this<120> Pope, +This proud confronter of the Emperor; +And, in despite of all his holiness, +Restore this Bruno to his liberty, +And bear him to the states of Germany. + +MEPHIST. Faustus, I go. + +FAUSTUS. Despatch it soon: +The Pope shall curse, that Faustus came to Rome. + [Exeunt FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS.] + +BRUNO. Pope Adrian, let me have right<121> of law: +I was elected by the Emperor. + +POPE. We will depose the Emperor for that deed, +And curse the people that submit to him: +Both he and thou shall<122> stand excommunicate, +And interdict from church's privilege +And all society of holy men. +He grows too proud in his authority, +Lifting his lofty head above the clouds, +And, like a steeple, overpeers the church: +But we'll pull down his haughty insolence; +And, as Pope Alexander, our progenitor, +Trod on the neck of German Frederick, +Adding this golden sentence to our praise, +"That Peter's heirs should tread on Emperors, +And walk upon the dreadful adder's back, +Treading the lion and the dragon down, +And fearless spurn the killing basilisk," +So will we quell that haughty schismatic, +And, by authority apostolical, +Depose him from his regal government. + +BRUNO. Pope Julius swore to princely Sigismond, +For him and the succeeding Popes of Rome, +To hold the Emperors their lawful lords. + +POPE. Pope Julius did abuse the church's rights, +And therefore none of his decrees can stand. +Is not all power on earth bestow'd on us? +And therefore, though we would, we cannot err. +Behold this silver belt, whereto is fix'd +Seven golden seals, fast sealed with seven seals, +In token of our seven-fold power from heaven, +To bind or loose, lock fast, condemn or judge, +Resign or seal, or what so pleaseth us: +Then he and thou, and all the world, shall stoop, +Or be assured of our dreadful curse, +To light as heavy as the pains of hell. + + Re-enter FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS, in the shapes of the + CARDINALS of France and Padua. + +MEPHIST. Now tell me, Faustus, are we not fitted well? + +FAUSTUS. Yes, Mephistophilis; and two such cardinals +Ne'er serv'd a holy Pope as we shall do. +But, whilst they sleep within the consistory, +Let us salute his reverend fatherhood. + +RAYMOND. Behold, my lord, the Cardinals are return'd. + +POPE. Welcome, grave fathers: answer presently +What hath<123> our holy council there decreed +Concerning Bruno and the Emperor, +In quittance of their late conspiracy +Against our state and papal dignity? + +FAUSTUS. Most sacred patron of the church of Rome, +By full consent of all the synod<124> +Of priests and prelates, it is thus decreed,-- +That Bruno and the German Emperor +Be held as Lollards and bold schismatics, +And proud disturbers of the church's peace; +And if that Bruno, by his own assent, +Without enforcement of the German peers, +Did seek to wear the triple diadem, +And by your death to climb Saint Peter's chair, +The statutes decretal have thus decreed,-- +He shall be straight condemn'd of heresy, +And on a pile of faggots burnt to death. + +POPE. It is enough. Here, take him to your charge, +And bear him straight to Ponte<125> Angelo, +And in the strongest tower enclose him fast. +To-morrow, sitting in our consistory, +With all our college of grave cardinals, +We will determine of his life or death. +Here, take his<126> triple crown along with you, +And leave it in the church's treasury. +Make haste again, my good Lord Cardinals, +And take our blessing apostolical. + +MEPHIST. So, so; was never devil thus bless'd before. + +FAUSTUS. Away, sweet Mephistophilis, be gone; +The Cardinals will be plagu'd for this anon. + [Exeunt FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS with BRUNO.] + +POPE. Go presently and bring a banquet forth, +That we may solemnize Saint Peter's feast, +And with Lord Raymond, King of Hungary, +Drink to our late and happy victory. + + A Sennet<127> while the banquet is brought in; and then enter + FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS in their own shapes. + +MEPHIST. Now, Faustus, come, prepare thyself for mirth: +The sleepy Cardinals are hard at hand, +To censure Bruno, that is posted hence, +And on a proud-pac'd steed, as swift as thought, +Flies o'er the Alps to fruitful Germany, +There to salute the woful Emperor. + +FAUSTUS. The Pope will curse them for their sloth to-day, +That slept both Bruno and his crown away. +But now, that Faustus may delight his mind, +And by their folly make some merriment, +Sweet Mephistophilis, so charm me here, +That I may walk invisible to all, +And do whate'er I please, unseen of any. + +MEPHIST. Faustus, thou shalt: then kneel down presently, +Whilst on thy head I lay my hand, +And charm thee with this magic wand. +First, wear this girdle; then appear +Invisible to all are here: +The planets seven, the gloomy air, +Hell, and the Furies' forked hair, +Pluto's blue fire, and Hecat's tree, +With magic spells so compass thee, +That no eye may thy body see! +So, Faustus, now, for all their holiness, +Do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be discern'd. + +FAUSTUS. Thanks, Mephistophilis.--Now, friars, take heed, +Lest Faustus make your shaven crowns to bleed. + +MEPHIST. Faustus, no more: see, where the Cardinals come! + + Re-enter the CARDINALS of France and Padua with a book. + +POPE. Welcome, Lord Cardinals; come, sit down.-- +Lord Raymond, take your seat.--Friars, attend, +And see that all things be<128> in readiness, +As best beseems this solemn festival. + +CARDINAL OF FRANCE. First, may it please your sacred Holiness +To view the sentence of the reverend synod +Concerning Bruno and the Emperor? + +POPE. What needs this question? did I not tell you, +To-morrow we would sit i' the consistory, +And there determine of his punishment? +You brought us word even now, it was decreed +That Bruno and the cursed Emperor +Were by the holy council both condemn'd +For loathed Lollards and base schismatics: +Then wherefore would you have me view that book? + +CARDINAL OF FRANCE. Your grace mistakes; you gave us no such charge. + +RAYMOND. Deny it not; we all are witnesses +That Bruno here was late deliver'd you, +With his rich triple crown to be reserv'd +And put into the church's treasury. + +BOTH CARDINALS. By holy Paul, we saw them not! + +POPE. By Peter, you shall die, +Unless you bring them forth immediately!-- +Hale them to<129> prison, lade their limbs with gyves.-- +False prelates, for this hateful treachery +Curs'd be your souls to hellish misery! + [Exeunt ATTENDANTS with the two CARDINALS.] + +FAUSTUS. So, they are safe. Now, Faustus, to the feast: +The Pope had never such a frolic guest. + +POPE. Lord Archbishop of Rheims, sit down with us. + +ARCHBISHOP.<130> I thank your Holiness. + +FAUSTUS. Fall to; the devil choke you,<131> an you spare! + +POPE. Who is that spoke?--Friars, look about.-- +Lord Raymond, pray, fall to. I am beholding<132> +To the Bishop of Milan for this so rare a present. + +FAUSTUS. I thank you, sir. + [Snatches the dish.] + +POPE. How now! who snatch'd the meat from me? +Villains, why speak you not?-- +My good Lord Archbishop, here's a most dainty dish +Was sent me from a cardinal in France. + +FAUSTUS. I'll have that too. + [Snatches the dish.] + +POPE. What Lollards do attend our holiness, +That we receive such<133> great indignity? +Fetch me some wine. + +FAUSTUS. Ay, pray, do, for Faustus is a-dry. + +POPE. Lord Raymond, +I drink unto your grace. + +FAUSTUS. I pledge your grace. + [Snatches the cup.] + +POPE. My wine gone too!--Ye lubbers, look about, +And find the man that doth this villany, +Or, by our sanctitude, you all shall die!-- +I pray, my lords, have patience at this +Troublesome banquet. + +ARCHBISHOP. Please it<134> your Holiness, I think it be some ghost +crept out of Purgatory, and now is come unto your Holiness for his +pardon. + +POPE. It may be so.-- +Go, then, command our priests to sing a dirge, +To lay the fury of this same troublesome ghost. + [Exit an ATTENDANT.--The POPE crosses himself.] + +FAUSTUS. How now! must every bit be spic'd with a cross?-- +Nay, then, take that. + [Strikes the POPE.] + +POPE. O, I am slain!--Help me, my lords! +O, come and help to bear my body hence!-- +Damn'd be his<135> soul for ever for this deed! + [Exeunt all except FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS.] + +MEPHIST. Now, Faustus, what will you do now? for I can tell you +you'll be cursed with bell, book, and candle. + +FAUSTUS. Bell, book, and candle,--candle, book, and bell,-- +Forward and backward, to curse Faustus to hell! + + Re-enter the FRIARS, with bell, book, and candle, for the + Dirge. + +FIRST FRIAR. Come, brethren, lets about our business with good +devotion. + [They sing.] + +CURSED BE HE THAT STOLE HIS HOLINESS' MEAT FROM THE TABLE! +maledicat Dominus! +CURSED BE HE THAT STRUCK<136> HIS HOLINESS A BLOW ON<137> THE +FACE! maledicat Dominus! +CURSED BE HE THAT STRUCK FRIAR SANDELO A BLOW ON THE PATE! +maledicat Dominus! +CURSED BE HE THAT DISTURBETH OUR HOLY DIRGE! maledicat +Dominus! +CURSED BE HE THAT TOOK AWAY HIS HOLINESS' WINE! maledicat +Dominus! + + [MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUS beat the FRIARS, and fling + fire-works among them, and exeunt.] + + Enter ROBIN and DICK with a cup. + +DICK. Sirrah Robin, we were best look that your devil can answer +the stealing of this same<138> cup, for the Vintner's boy follows +us at the hard heels.<139> + +ROBIN. 'Tis no matter; let him come: an he follow us, I'll so +conjure him as he was never conjured in his life, I warrant him. +Let me see the cup. + +DICK. Here 'tis. + [Gives the cup to ROBIN.] +Yonder he comes: now, Robin, now or never shew thy cunning. + + Enter VINTNER.<140> + +VINTNER. O, are you here? I am glad I have found you. You are +a couple of fine companions: pray, where's the cup you stole +from the tavern? + +ROBIN. How, how! we steal a cup! take heed what you say: we look +not like cup-stealers, I can tell you. + +VINTNER. Never deny't, for I know you have it; and I'll search you. + +ROBIN. Search me! ay, and spare not. +--Hold the cup, Dick [Aside to DICK, giving him the cup].-- +Come, come, search me, search me. + + [VINTNER searches him.] + +VINTNER. Come on, sirrah, let me search you now. + +DICK. Ay, ay, do, do. +--Hold the cup, Robin [Aside to ROBIN, giving him the cup].-- +I fear not your searching: we scorn to steal your<141> cups, +I can tell you. + + [VINTNER searches him.] + +VINTNER. Never out-face me for the matter; for, sure, the cup +is between you two. + +ROBIN. Nay, there you lie; 'tis beyond us both. + +VINTNER. A plague take you! I thought 'twas your knavery to take +it away: come, give it me again. + +ROBIN. Ay, much!<142> when, can you tell?--Dick, make me a circle, +and stand close at my back, and stir not for thy life.--Vintner, +you shall have your cup anon.--Say nothing, Dick.--[Reads from +a book] O per se, O; Demogorgon; Belcher, and Mephistophilis! + + Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +MEPHIST. You princely legions of infernal rule, +How am I vexed by these villains' charms! +>From Constantinople have they brought me now, +Only for pleasure of these damned slaves. + [Exit VINTNER.] + +ROBIN. By lady,<143> sir, you have had a shrewd journey of it! +will it please you to<144> take a shoulder of mutton to supper, +and a tester<145> in your purse, and go back again? + +DICK. Ay, I pray you heartily, sir; for we called you but in jest, +I promise you. + +MEPHIST. To purge the rashness of this cursed deed, +First, be thou turned to this ugly shape, +For apish deeds transformed to an ape. + +ROBIN. O, brave! an ape! I pray, sir, let me have the carrying +of him about, to shew some tricks. + +MEPHIST. And so thou shalt: be thou transformed to a dog, and +carry him upon thy back. Away! be gone! + +ROBIN. A dog! that's excellent: let the maids look well to their +porridge-pots, for I'll into the kitchen presently.--Come, Dick, +come. + [Exeunt ROBIN and DICK.] + +MEPHIST. Now with the flames of ever-burning fire +I'll wing myself, and forthwith fly amain<sic> +Unto my Faustus, to the Great Turk's court. + [Exit.] + + Enter MARTINO and FREDERICK at several doors. + +MARTINO. What, ho, officers, gentlemen! +Hie to the presence to attend the Emperor.-- +Good Frederick, see the rooms be voided straight: +His majesty is coming to the hall; +Go back, and see the state<146> in readiness. + +FREDERICK. But where is Bruno, our elected Pope, +That on a Fury's back came post from Rome? +Will not his grace consort the Emperor? + +MARTINO. O, yes; and with him comes the German conjurer, +The learned Faustus, fame of Wittenberg, +The wonder of the world for magic art; +And he intends to shew great Carolus +The race of all his stout progenitors, +And bring in presence of his majesty +The royal shapes and perfect<147> semblances +Of Alexander and his beauteous paramour. + +FREDERICK. Where is Benvolio? + +MARTINO. Fast asleep, I warrant you; +He took his rouse<148> with stoops of Rhenish wine +So kindly yesternight to Bruno's health, +That all this day the sluggard keeps his bed. + +FREDERICK. See, see, his window's ope! we'll call to him. + +MARTINO. What, ho! Benvolio! + + Enter BENVOLIO above, at a window, in his nightcap, buttoning. + +BENVOLIO. What a devil ail you two? + +MARTINO. Speak softly, sir, lest the devil hear you; +For Faustus at the court is late arriv'd, +And at his heels a<149> thousand Furies wait, +To accomplish whatsoe'er the doctor please. + +BENVOLIO. What of this? + +MARTINO. Come, leave thy chamber first, and thou shalt see +This conjurer perform such rare exploits, +Before the Pope and royal Emperor, +As never yet was seen in Germany. + +BENVOLIO. Has not the Pope enough of conjuring yet? +He was upon the devil's back late enough: +An if he be so far in love with him, +I would he would post with him to Rome again! + +FREDERICK. Speak, wilt thou come and see this sport? + +BENVOLIO. Not I. + +MARTINO. Wilt thou stand in thy window, and see it, then? + +BENVOLIO. Ay, an I fall not asleep i' the mean time. + +MARTINO. The Emperor is at hand, who comes to see +What wonders by black spells may compass'd be. + +BENVOLIO. Well, go you attend the Emperor. I am content, for +this once, to thrust my head out at a<150> window; for they +say, if a man be drunk over night, the devil cannot hurt him +in the morning: if that be true, I have a charm in my head, +shall control him as well as the conjurer, I warrant you. + [Exeunt FREDERICK and MARTINO.] + + A Sennet. Enter CHARLES the German Emperor, BRUNO, + DUKE OF SAXONY, FAUSTUS, MEPHISTOPHILIS, FREDERICK, + MARTINO, and Attendants. + +EMPEROR. Wonder of men, renowm'd<151> magician, +Thrice-learned Faustus, welcome to our court. +This deed of thine, in setting Bruno free +>From his and our professed enemy, +Shall add more excellence unto thine art +Than if by powerful necromantic spells +Thou couldst command the world's obedience: +For ever be belov'd of Carolus! +And if this Bruno, thou hast late redeem'd, +In peace possess the triple diadem, +And sit in Peter's chair, despite of chance, +Thou shalt be famous through<152> all Italy, +And honour'd of the German Emperor. + +FAUSTUS. These<153> gracious words, most royal Carolus, +Shall make poor Faustus, to his utmost power, +Both love and serve the German Emperor, +And lay his life at holy Bruno's feet: +For proof whereof, if so your grace be pleas'd, +The doctor stands prepar'd by power of art +To cast his magic charms, that shall pierce through<154> +The ebon gates of ever-burning hell, +And hale the stubborn Furies from their caves, +To compass whatsoe'er your grace commands. + +BENVOLIO. Blood, he speaks terribly! but, for all that, I do not +greatly believe him: he looks as like a<153> conjurer as the Pope +to a costermonger. [Aside.] + +EMPEROR. Then, Faustus, as thou late didst promise us, +We would behold that famous conqueror, +Great Alexander, and his paramour, +In their true shapes and state majestical, +That we may wonder at their excellence. + +FAUSTUS. Your majesty shall see them presently.-- +Mephistophilis, away, +And, with a solemn noise of trumpets' sound, +Present before this<156> royal Emperor +Great Alexander and his beauteous paramour. + +MEPHIST. Faustus, I will. + [Exit.] + +BENVOLIO. Well, Master Doctor, an your devils come not away +quickly, you shall have me asleep presently: zounds, I could +eat myself for anger, to think I have been such an ass all this +while, to stand gaping after the devil's governor, and can see +nothing! + +FAUSTUS. +I'll make you feel something anon, if my art fail me not.-- +My lord, I must forewarn your majesty, +That, when my spirits present the royal shapes +Of Alexander and his paramour, +Your grace demand<157> no questions of the king, +But in dumb silence let them come and go. + +EMPEROR. Be it as Faustus please; we are content. + +BENVOLIO. Ay, ay, and I am content too: an thou bring Alexander +and his paramour before the Emperor, I'll be Actaeon, and turn +myself to a stag. + +FAUSTUS. And I'll play Diana, and send you the horns presently. + + Sennet. Enter, at one door,<158> the EMPEROR ALEXANDER, at + the other, DARIUS. They meet. DARIUS is thrown down; + ALEXANDER kills him, takes off his crown, and, offering to + go out, his PARAMOUR meets him. He embraceth her, and sets + DARIUS' crown upon her head; and, coming back, both salute + the EMPEROR, who, leaving his state,<159> offers to embrace + them; which FAUSTUS seeing, suddenly stays him. Then trumpets + cease, and music sounds. + +My gracious lord, you do forget yourself; +These<160> are but shadows, not substantial. + +EMPEROR. O, pardon me! my thoughts are so ravish'd +With sight of this renowmed<161> emperor, +That in mine arms I would have compass'd him. +But, Faustus, since I may not speak to them, +To satisfy my longing thoughts<162> at full, +Let me this tell thee: I have heard it said +That this fair lady, whilst<163> she liv'd on earth, +Had on her neck a little wart or mole; +How may I prove that saying to be true? + +FAUSTUS. Your majesty may boldly go and see. + +EMPEROR. Faustus, I see it plain; +And in this sight thou better pleasest me +Than if I gain'd<164> another monarchy. + +FAUSTUS. Away! be gone! [Exit show.]--See, see, my gracious +lord! what strange beast is yon, that thrusts his head out at +window?<165> + +EMPEROR. O, wondrous sight!--See, Duke of Saxony, +Two spreading horns most strangely fastened +Upon the head of young Benvolio! + +SAXONY. What, is he asleep or dead? + +FAUSTUS. He sleeps, my lord; but dreams not of his horns. + +EMPEROR. This sport is excellent: we'll call and wake him.-- +What, ho, Benvolio! + +BENVOLIO. A plague upon you! let me sleep a while. + +EMPEROR. I blame thee not to sleep much, having such a head of +thine own. + +SAXONY. Look up, Benvolio; 'tis the Emperor calls. + +BENVOLIO. The Emperor! where?--O, zounds, my head! + +EMPEROR. Nay, an thy horns hold, 'tis no matter for thy head, +for that's armed sufficiently. + +FAUSTUS. Why, how now, Sir Knight! what, hanged by the horns! +this is<166> most horrible: fie, fie, pull in your head, for +shame! let not all the world wonder at you. + +BENVOLIO. Zounds, doctor, this is<167> your villany! + +FAUSTUS. O, say not so, sir! the doctor has no skill, +No art, no cunning, to present these lords, +Or bring before this royal Emperor +The mighty monarch, warlike Alexander. +If Faustus do it, you are straight resolv'd, +In bold Actaeon's shape, to turn a stag:-- +And therefore, my lord, so please your majesty, +I'll raise a kennel of hounds shall hunt him so +As<168> all his footmanship shall scarce prevail +To keep his carcass from their bloody fangs.-- +Ho, Belimoth, Argiron, Asteroth!<169> + +BENVOLIO. Hold, hold!--Zounds, he'll raise up a kennel of devils, +I think, anon.--Good my lord, entreat for me.--'Sblood, I am never +able to endure these torments. + +EMPEROR. Then, good Master Doctor, +Let me entreat you to remove his horns; +He has<170> done penance now sufficiently. + +FAUSTUS. My gracious lord, not so much for injury done to me, +as to delight your majesty with some mirth, hath Faustus justly +requited this injurious knight; which being all I desire, I am +content to remove his horns.<171>--Mephistophilis, transform him +[MEPHISTOPHILIS removes the horns]:--and hereafter, sir,<172> +look you speak well of scholars. + +BENVOLIO. Speak well of ye! 'sblood, an scholars be such +cuckold-makers, to clap horns of<173> honest men's heads o' this +order, I'll ne'er trust smooth faces and small ruffs more.--But, +an I be not revenged for this, would I might be turned to a +gaping oyster, and drink nothing but salt water! + [Aside, and then exit above.] + +EMPEROR. Come, Faustus: while the Emperor lives, +In recompense of this thy high desert, +Thou shalt command the state of Germany, +And live belov'd of mighty Carolus. + [Exeunt.] + +Enter BENVOLIO, MARTINO, FREDERICK, and SOLDIERS. + +MARTINO. Nay, sweet Benvolio, let us sway<174> thy thoughts +>From this attempt against the conjurer.<175> + +BENVOLIO. Away! you love me not, to urge me thus: +Shall I let slip so great an injury, +When every servile groom jests at my wrongs, +And in their rustic gambols proudly say, +"Benvolio's head was grac'd with horns today?" +O, may these eyelids never close again, +Till with my sword I have that<176> conjurer slain! +If you will aid me in this enterprise, +Then draw your weapons and be resolute; +If not, depart: here will Benvolio die, +But Faustus' death shall quit my<177> infamy. + +FREDERICK. Nay, we will stay with thee, betide what may, +And kill that<178> doctor, if he come this way. + +BENVOLIO. Then, gentle Frederick, hie thee to the grove, +And place our servants and our followers +Close in an<179> ambush there behind the trees. +By this, I know the conjurer is near: +I saw him kneel, and kiss the Emperor's hand, +And take his leave, laden with rich rewards. +Then, soldiers, boldly<180> fight: if Faustus die, +Take you the wealth, leave us the victory. + +FREDERICK. Come, soldiers, follow me unto the grove: +Who kills him shall have gold and endless love. + [Exit FREDERICK with SOLDIERS.] + +BENVOLIO. My head is lighter, than it was, by the horns; +But yet my heart's<181> more ponderous than my head, +And pants until I see that<182> conjurer dead. + +MARTINO. Where shall we place ourselves, Benvolio? + +BENVOLIO. Here will we stay to bide the first assault: +O, were that damned hell-hound but in place, +Thou soon shouldst see me quit my foul disgrace! + + Re-enter FREDERICK. + +FREDERICK. Close, close! the conjurer is at hand, +And all alone comes walking in his gown; +Be ready, then, and strike the<183> peasant down. + +BENVOLIO. Mine be that honour, then. Now, sword, strike home! +For horns he gave I'll have his head anon. + +MARTINO. See, see, he comes! + + Enter FAUSTUS with a false head. + +BENVOLIO. No words. This blow ends all: +Hell take his soul! his body thus must fall. + [Stabs FAUSTUS.] + +FAUSTUS. [falling.] O! + +FREDERICK. Groan you, Master Doctor? + +BENVOLIO. Break may his heart with groans!--Dear Frederick, see, +Thus will I end his griefs immediately. + +MARTINO. Strike with a willing hand. + [BENVOLIO strikes off FAUSTUS' head.] + His head is off. + +BENVOLIO. The devil's dead; the Furies now<184> may laugh. + +FREDERICK. Was this that stern aspect, that awful frown, +Made the grim monarch of infernal spirits +Tremble and quake at his commanding charms? + +MARTINO. Was this that damned head, whose art<185> conspir'd +Benvolio's shame before the Emperor? + +BENVOLIO. Ay, that's the head, and there<186> the body lies, +Justly rewarded for his villanies. + +FREDERICK. Come, let's devise how we may add more shame +To the black scandal of his hated name. + +BENVOLIO. First, on his head, in quittance of my wrongs, +I'll nail huge forked horns, and let them hang +Within the window where he yok'd me first, +That all the world may see my just revenge. + +MARTINO. What use shall we put his beard to? + +BENVOLIO. We'll sell it to a chimney-sweeper: it will wear out +ten birchen brooms, I warrant you. + +FREDERICK. What shall his<187> eyes do? + +BENVOLIO. We'll pull<188> out his eyes; and they shall serve for +buttons to his lips, to keep his tongue from catching cold. + +MARTINO. An excellent policy! and now, sirs, having divided him, +what shall the body do? + [FAUSTUS rises.] + +BENVOLIO. Zounds, the devil's alive again! + +FREDERICK. Give him his head, for God's sake. + +FAUSTUS. Nay, keep it: Faustus will have heads and hands, +Ay, all<189> your hearts to recompense this deed. +Knew you not, traitors, I was limited +For four-and-twenty years to breathe on earth? +And, had you cut my body with your swords, +Or hew'd this flesh and bones as small as sand, +Yet in a minute had my spirit return'd, +And I had breath'd a man, made free from harm. +But wherefore do I dally my revenge?-- +Asteroth, Belimoth, Mephistophilis? + + Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS, and other Devils. + +Go, horse these traitors on your fiery backs, +And mount aloft with them as high as heaven: +Thence pitch them headlong to the lowest hell. +Yet, stay: the world shall see their misery, +And hell shall after plague their treachery. +Go, Belimoth, and take this caitiff hence, +And hurl him in some lake of mud and dirt. +Take thou this other, drag him through<190> the woods +Amongst<191> the pricking thorns and sharpest briers; +Whilst, with my gentle Mephistophilis, +This traitor flies unto some steepy rock, +That, rolling down, may break the villain's bones, +As he intended to dismember me. +Fly hence; despatch my charge immediately. + +FREDERICK. Pity us, gentle Faustus! save our lives! + +FAUSTUS. Away! + +FREDERICK. He must needs go that the devil drives. + [Exeunt MEPHISTOPHILIS and DEVILS with BENVOLIO, MARTINO, + and FREDERICK.] + + Enter the ambushed SOLDIERS.<192> + +FIRST SOLDIER. Come, sirs, prepare yourselves in readiness; +Make haste to help these noble gentlemen: +I heard them parley with the conjurer. + +SECOND SOLDIER. See, where he comes! despatch and kill the slave. + +FAUSTUS. What's here? an ambush to betray my life! +Then, Faustus, try thy skill.--Base peasants, stand! +For, lo, these<193> trees remove at my command, +And stand as bulwarks 'twixt yourselves and me, +To shield me from your hated treachery! +Yet, to encounter this your weak attempt, +Behold, an army comes incontinent! + [FAUSTUS strikes the door,<194> and enter a DEVIL playing + on a drum; after him another, bearing an ensign; and divers + with weapons; MEPHISTOPHILIS with fire-works. They set upon + the SOLDIERS, drive them out, and exeunt.] + + Enter, at several doors, BENVOLIO, FREDERICK, and MARTINO, + their heads and faces bloody, and besmeared with mud and + dirt; all having horns on their heads. + +MARTINO. What, ho, Benvolio! + +BENVOLIO. Here.--What, Frederick, ho! + +FREDERICK. O, help me, gentle friend!--Where is Martino? + +MARTINO. Dear Frederick, here, +Half smother'd in a lake of mud and dirt, +Through which the Furies dragg'd me by the heels. + +FREDERICK. Martino, see, Benvolio's horns again! + +MARTINO. O, misery!--How now, Benvolio! + +BENVOLIO. Defend me, heaven! shall I be haunted still? + +MARTINO. Nay, fear not, man; we have no power to kill. + +BENVOLIO. My friends transformed thus! O, hellish spite! +Your heads are all set with horns. + +FREDERICK. You hit it right; +It is your own you mean; feel on your head. + +BENVOLIO. Zounds,<195> horns again! + +MARTINO. Nay, chafe not, man; we all are<196> sped. + +BENVOLIO. What devil attends this damn'd magician, +That, spite of spite, our wrongs are doubled? + +FREDERICK. What may we do, that we may hide our shames? + +BENVOLIO. If we should follow him to work revenge, +He'd join long asses' ears to these huge horns, +And make us laughing-stocks to all the world. + +MARTINO. What shall we, then, do, dear Benvolio? + +BENVOLIO. I have a castle joining near these woods; +And thither we'll repair, and live obscure, +Till time shall alter these<197> our brutish shapes: +Sith black disgrace hath thus eclips'd our fame, +We'll rather die with grief than live with shame. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter FAUSTUS, a HORSE-COURSER, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +HORSE-COURSER. I beseech your worship, accept of these forty dollars. + +FAUSTUS. Friend, thou canst not buy so good a horse for so small +a price. I have no great need to sell him: but, if thou likest +him for ten dollars more, take him, because I see thou hast a +good mind to him. + +HORSE-COURSER. I beseech you, sir, accept of this: I am a very +poor man, and have lost very much of late by horse-flesh, and +this bargain will set me up again. + +FAUSTUS. Well, I will not stand with thee: give me the money +[HORSE-COURSER gives FAUSTUS the money]. Now, sirrah, I must +tell you that you may ride him o'er hedge and ditch, and spare +him not; but, do you hear? in any case, ride him not into the +water. + +HORSE-COURSER. How, sir! not into the water! why, will he not +drink of all waters? + +FAUSTUS. Yes, he will drink of all waters; but ride him not into +the water: o'er hedge and ditch, or where thou wilt, but not into +the water. Go, bid the hostler deliver him unto you, and remember +what I say. + +HORSE-COURSER. I warrant you, sir!--O, joyful day! now am I a +made man for ever. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. What art thou, Faustus, but a man condemn'd to die? +Thy fatal time draws to a final end; +Despair doth drive distrust into my thoughts: +Confound these passions with a quiet sleep: +Tush, Christ did call the thief upon the Cross; +Then rest thee, Faustus, quiet in conceit. + [He sits to sleep.] + + Re-enter the HORSE-COURSER, wet. + +HORSE-COURSER. 0, what a cozening doctor was this! I, riding +my horse into the water, thinking some hidden mystery had been +in the horse, I had nothing under me but a little straw, and had +much ado to escape<198> drowning. Well, I'll go rouse him, and +make him give me my forty dollars again.--Ho, sirrah Doctor, you +cozening scab! Master Doctor, awake, and rise, and give me my +money again, for your horse is turned to a bottle of hay, Master +Doctor! [He pulls off FAUSTUS' leg]. Alas, I am undone! what +shall I do? I have pulled off his leg. + +FAUSTUS. O, help, help! the villain hath murdered me. + +HORSE-COURSER. Murder or not murder, now he has<199> but one leg, +I'll outrun him, and cast this leg into some ditch or other. + [Aside, and then runs out.] + +FAUSTUS. Stop him, stop him, stop him!--Ha, ha, ha! Faustus hath +his leg again, and the Horse-courser a bundle of hay for his +forty dollars. + + Enter WAGNER. + +How now, Wagner! what news with thee? + +WAGNER. If it please you, the Duke of Vanholt doth earnestly +entreat your company, and hath sent some of his men to attend +you,<200> with provision fit for your journey. + +FAUSTUS. The Duke of Vanholt's an honourable gentleman, and one +to whom I must be no niggard of my cunning. Come, away! + [Exeunt. + + Enter ROBIN, DICK, the HORSE-COURSER, and a CARTER. + +CARTER. Come, my masters, I'll bring you to the best beer in +Europe.--What, ho, hostess! where be these whores? + + Enter HOSTESS. + +HOSTESS. How now! what lack you? What, my old guess!<201> welcome. + +ROBIN. Sirrah Dick, dost thou<202> know why I stand so mute? + +DICK. No, Robin: why is't? + +ROBIN. I am eighteen-pence on the score. but say nothing; see +if she have forgotten me. + +HOSTESS. Who's this that stands so solemnly by himself? What, +my old guest! + +ROBIN. O, hostess, how do you? I hope my score stands still. + +HOSTESS. Ay, there's no doubt of that; for methinks you make no +haste to wipe it out. + +DICK. Why, hostess, I say, fetch us some beer. + +HOSTESS. You shall presently.--Look up into the hall there, ho! + [Exit.--Drink is presently brought in.] + +DICK. Come, sirs, what shall we do now<203> till mine hostess comes? + +CARTER. Marry, sir,<204> I'll tell you the bravest tale how a +conjurer served me. You know Doctor Faustus? + +HORSE-COURSER. Ay, a plague take him! here's some on's have cause +to know him. Did he conjure thee too? + +CARTER. I'll tell you how he served me. As I was going to +Wittenberg, t'other day,<205> with a load of hay, he met me, and +asked me what he should give me for as much hay as he could eat. +Now, sir, I thinking that a little would serve his turn, bad him +take as much as he would for three farthings: so he presently +gave me my<206> money and fell to eating; and, as I am a cursen<207> +man, he never left eating till he had eat up all my load of hay. + +ALL. O, monstrous! eat a whole load of hay! + +ROBIN. Yes, yes, that may be; for I have heard of one that has eat +a load of logs. + +HORSE-COURSER. Now, sirs, you shall hear how villanously he +served me. I went to him yesterday to buy a horse of him, and +he would by no means sell him under forty dollars. So, sir, +because I knew him to be such a horse as would run over hedge +and ditch and never tire, I gave him his money. So, when I had +my horse, Doctor Faustus bad me ride him night and day, and spare +him no time; but, quoth he, in any case, ride him not into the +water. Now, sir, I thinking the horse had had some quality<208> +that he would not have me know of, what did I but rid<209> him +into a great river? and when I came just in the midst, my horse +vanished away, and I sate straddling upon a bottle of hay. + +ALL. O, brave doctor! + +HORSE-COURSER. But you shall hear how bravely I served him for +it. I went me home to his house, and there I found him asleep. +I kept a hallooing and whooping in his ears; but all could not +wake him. I, seeing that, took him by the leg, and never rested +pulling till I had pulled me his leg quite off; and now 'tis at +home in mine hostry. + +ROBIN. And has the doctor but one leg, then? that's excellent; +for one of his devils turned me into the likeness of an ape's face. + +CARTER. Some more drink, hostess! + +ROBIN. Hark you, we'll into another room and drink a while, and +then we'll go seek out the doctor. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter the DUKE OF VANHOLT, his DUCHESS, FAUSTUS, MEPHISTOPHILIS, + and ATTENDANTS. + +DUKE. Thanks, Master Doctor, for these pleasant sights; nor know +I how sufficiently to recompense your great deserts in erecting +that enchanted castle in the air,<210> the sight whereof so +delighted<211> me as nothing in the world could please me more. + +FAUSTUS. I do think myself, my good lord, highly recompensed in +that it pleaseth<212> your grace to think but well of that which +Faustus hath performed.--But, gracious lady, it may be that you +have taken no pleasure in those sights; therefore, I pray you +tell me, what is the thing you most desire to have; be it in the +world, it shall be yours: I have heard that great-bellied women +do long for things are rare and dainty. + +DUCHESS. True, Master Doctor; and, since I find you so kind, +I will make known unto you what my heart desires to have; and, +were it now summer, as it is January, a dead time of the winter, +I would request no better meat than a dish of ripe grapes. + +FAUSTUS. This is but a small matter.--Go, Mephistophilis; away! + [Exit MEPHISTOPHILIS.] +Madam, I will do more than this for your content. + + Re-Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with grapes. + +Here now, taste you these: they should be good, for they come<213> +from a far country, I can tell you. + +DUKE. This makes me wonder more than all the rest, that at this +time of the year, when every tree is barren of his fruit, from +whence you had these ripe grapes.<214> + +FAUSTUS. Please it your grace, the year is divided into two +circles over the whole world; so that, when it is winter with +us, in the contrary circle it is likewise summer with them, as +in India, Saba, and such countries that lie far east, where +they have fruit twice a-year; from whence, by means of a swift +spirit that I have, I had these grapes brought, as you see. + +DUCHESS. And, trust me, they are the sweetest grapes that e'er +I tasted. + + [The CLOWNS bounce<215> at the gate, within.] + +DUKE. What rude disturbers have we at the gate? +Go, pacify their fury, set it ope, +And then demand of them what they would have. + + [They knock again, and call out to talk with FAUSTUS.] + +SERVANT. Why, how now, masters! what a coil is there! +What is the reason you disturb the Duke? + +DICK [within]. We have no reason for it; therefore a fig for him! + +SERVANT. Why, saucy varlets, dare you be so bold? + +HORSE-COURSER [within]. I hope, sir, we have wit enough to be +more bold than welcome. + +SERVANT. It appears so: pray, be bold elsewhere, and trouble +not the Duke. + +DUKE. What would they have? + +SERVANT. They all cry out to speak with Doctor Faustus. + +CARTER [within]. Ay, and we will speak with him. + +DUKE. Will you, sir?--Commit the rascals. + +DICK [within]. Commit with us! he were as good commit with his +father as commit with us. + +FAUSTUS. I do beseech your grace, let them come in; +They are good subject for<216> a merriment. + +DUKE. Do as thou wilt, Faustus; I give thee leave. + +FAUSTUS. I thank your grace. + + Enter ROBIN, DICK, CARTER, and HORSE-COURSER. + +Why, how now, my good friends! +Faith, you are too outrageous: but, come near; +I have procur'd your pardons:<217> welcome, all. + +ROBIN. Nay, sir, we will be welcome for our money, and we will +pay for what we take.--What, ho! give's half a dozen of beer here, +and be hanged! + +FAUSTUS. Nay, hark you; can you tell me<218> where you are? + +CARTER. Ay, marry, can I; we are under heaven. + +SERVANT. Ay; but, Sir Saucebox, know you in what place? + +HORSE-COURSER. Ay, ay, the house is good enough to drink in. +--Zouns, fill us some beer, or we'll break all the barrels in +the house, and dash out all your brains with your bottles! + +FAUSTUS. Be not so furious: come, you shall have beer.-- +My lord, beseech you give me leave a while; +I'll gage my credit 'twill content your grace. + +DUKE. With all my heart, kind doctor; please thyself; +Our servants and our court's at thy command. + +FAUSTUS. I humbly thank your grace.--Then fetch some beer. + +HORSE-COURSER. Ay, marry, there spake<219> a doctor, indeed! +and, faith, I'll drink a health to thy wooden leg for that word. + +FAUSTUS. My wooden leg! what dost thou mean by that? + +CARTER. Ha, ha, ha!--Dost hear him,<220> Dick? he has forgot his +leg. + +HORSE-COURSER. Ay, ay, he does not stand much upon that. + +FAUSTUS. No, faith; not much upon a wooden leg. + +CARTER. Good Lord, that flesh and blood should be so frail with +your worship! Do not you remember a horse-courser you sold a +horse to? + +FAUSTUS. Yes, I remember I sold one a horse. + +CARTER. And do you remember you bid he should not ride him<221> +into the water? + +FAUSTUS. Yes, I do very well remember that. + +CARTER. And do you remember nothing of your leg? + +FAUSTUS. No, in good sooth. + +CARTER. Then, I pray you,<222> remember your courtesy. + +FAUSTUS. I<223> thank you, sir. + +CARTER. 'Tis not so much worth. I pray you, tell me one thing. + +FAUSTUS. What's that? + +CARTER. Be both your legs bed-fellows every night together? + +FAUSTUS. Wouldst thou make a Colossus of me, that thou askest me +such questions? + +CARTER. No, truly, sir; I would make nothing of you; but I would +fain know that. + + Enter HOSTESS with drink. + +FAUSTUS. Then, I assure thee certainly, they are. + +CARTER. I thank you; I am fully satisfied. + +FAUSTUS. But wherefore dost thou ask? + +CARTER. For nothing, sir: but methinks you should have a wooden +bed-fellow of one of 'em. + +HORSE-COURSER. Why, do you hear, sir? did not I<224> pull off +one of your legs when you were asleep? + +FAUSTUS. But I have it again, now I am awake: look you here, sir. + +ALL. O, horrible! had the doctor three legs? + +CARTER. Do you remember, sir, how you cozened me, and eat up my +load of---- + + [FAUSTUS, in the middle of each speech, charms them dumb.] + +DICK. Do you remember how you made me wear an ape's---- + +HORSE-COURSER. You whoreson conjuring scab, do you remember how +you cozened me with a ho---- + +ROBIN. Ha'<225> you forgotten me? you think to carry it away with +your hey-pass and re-pass: do you remember the dog's fa---- + [Exeunt CLOWNS.] + +HOSTESS. Who pays for the ale? hear you, Master Doctor; now you +have sent away my guess,<226> I pray who shall pay me for my a---- + [Exit HOSTESS.] + +DUCHESS. My lord, +We are much beholding<227> to this learned man. + +DUKE. So are we, madam; which we will recompense +With all the love and kindness that we may: +His artful sport<228> drives all sad thoughts away. + [Exeunt.] + + Thunder and lightning. Enter DEVILS with covered dishes; + MEPHISTOPHILIS leads them into FAUSTUS'S study; then enter + WAGNER. + +WAGNER. I think my master<229> means to die shortly; he has made +his will, and given me his wealth, his house, his goods,<230> and +store of golden plate, besides two thousand ducats ready-coined. +I wonder what he means: if death were nigh, he would not frolic +thus. He's now at supper with the scholars, where there's such +belly-cheer as Wagner in his life ne'er<231> saw the like: and, +see where they come! belike the feast is ended.<232> + [Exit.] + + Enter FAUSTUS, MEPHISTOPHILIS, and two or three SCHOLARS. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Master Doctor Faustus, since our conference +about fair ladies, which was the beautifulest in all the world, +we have determined with ourselves that Helen of Greece was the +admirablest lady that ever lived: therefore, Master Doctor, if +you will do us so much favour as to let us see that peerless +dame of Greece, whom all the world admires for majesty, we should +think ourselves much beholding unto you. + +FAUSTUS. Gentlemen, +For that I know your friendship is unfeign'd, +It is not Faustus' custom to deny +The just request of those that wish him well: +You shall behold that peerless dame of Greece, +No otherwise for pomp or majesty +Than when Sir Paris cross'd the seas with her, +And brought the spoils to rich Dardania. +Be silent, then, for danger is in words. + + Music sounds. MEPHISTOPHILIS brings in HELEN; she passeth + over the stage. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Was this fair Helen, whose admired worth +Made Greece with ten years' war<233> afflict poor Troy? + +THIRD SCHOLAR. Too simple is my wit<234> to tell her worth, +Whom all the world admires for majesty. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Now we have seen the pride of Nature's work, +We'll take our leaves: and, for this blessed sight, +Happy and blest be Faustus evermore! + +FAUSTUS. Gentlemen, farewell: the same wish I to you. + [Exeunt SCHOLARS.] + + Enter an OLD MAN. + +OLD MAN. O gentle Faustus, leave this damned art, +This magic, that will charm thy soul to hell, +And quite bereave thee of salvation! +Though thou hast now offended like a man, +Do not persever in it like a devil: +Yet, yet thou hast an amiable soul, +If sin by custom grow not into nature; +Then, Faustus, will repentance come too late; +Then thou art banish'd from the sight of heaven: +No mortal can express the pains of hell. +It may be, this my exhortation +Seems harsh and all unpleasant: let it not; +For, gentle son, I speak it not in wrath, +Or envy of thee,<235> but in tender love, +And pity of thy future misery; +And so have hope that this my kind rebuke, +Checking thy body, may amend thy soul. + +FAUSTUS. Where art thou, Faustus? wretch, what hast thou done? +Hell claims his right, and with a roaring voice +Says, "Faustus, come; thine hour is almost come;" +And Faustus now will come to do thee right. + + [MEPHISTOPHILIS gives him a dagger.] + +OLD MAN. O, stay, good Faustus, stay thy desperate steps! +I see an angel hover o'er thy head, +And, with a vial full of precious grace, +Offers to pour the same into thy soul: +Then call for mercy, and avoid despair. + +FAUSTUS. O friend, I feel +Thy words to comfort my distressed soul! +Leave me a while to ponder on my sins. + +OLD MAN. Faustus, I leave thee; but with grief of heart, +Fearing the enemy of thy hapless soul. + [Exit.] + +FAUSTUS. Accursed Faustus, wretch, what hast thou done? +I do repent; and yet I do despair: +Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast: +What shall I do to shun the snares of death? + +MEPHIST. Thou traitor, Faustus, I arrest thy soul +For disobedience to my sovereign lord: +Revolt, or I'll in piece-meal tear thy flesh. + +FAUSTUS. I do repent I e'er offended him. +Sweet Mephistophilis, entreat thy lord +To pardon my unjust presumption, +And with my blood again I will confirm +The former vow I made to Lucifer. + +MEPHIST.<236> Do it, then, Faustus, with unfeigned heart, +Lest greater dangers do attend thy drift. + +FAUSTUS. Torment, sweet friend, that base and aged man, +That durst dissuade me from thy Lucifer, +With greatest torments<237> that our hell affords. + +MEPHIST. His faith is great; I cannot touch his soul; +But what I may afflict<238> his body with +I will attempt, which is but little worth. + +FAUSTUS. One thing, good servant, let me crave of thee, +To glut the longing of my heart's desire,-- +That I may have unto my paramour +That heavenly Helen which I saw of late, +Whose sweet embraces may extinguish clean<239> +Those thoughts that do dissuade me from my vow, +And keep my oath<240> I made to Lucifer. + +MEPHIST. This, or what else my Faustus shall desire, +Shall be perform'd in twinkling of an eye. + + Re-enter HELEN, passing over the stage between two CUPIDS. + +FAUSTUS. Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, +And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?-- +Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.-- + [Kisses her.] +Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!-- +Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. +Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, +And all is dross that is not Helena. +I will be Paris, and for love of thee, +Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd; +And I will combat with weak Menelaus, +And wear thy colours on my plumed crest; +Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel, +And then return to Helen for a kiss. +O, thou art fairer than the evening<241> air +Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; +Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter +When he appear'd to hapless Semele; +More lovely than the monarch of the sky +In wanton Arethusa's azur'd<242> arms; +And none but thou shalt<243> be my paramour! + [Exeunt.] + + Thunder. Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +LUCIFER. Thus from infernal Dis do we ascend +To view the subjects of our monarchy, +Those souls which sin seals the black sons of hell; +'Mong which, as chief, Faustus, we come to thee, +Bringing with us lasting damnation +To wait upon thy soul: the time is come +Which makes it forfeit. + +MEPHIST. And, this gloomy night, +Here, in this room, will wretched Faustus be. + +BELZEBUB. And here we'll stay, +To mark him how he doth demean himself. + +MEPHIST. How should he but in desperate lunacy? +Fond worldling, now his heart-blood dries with grief; +His conscience kills it; and his<244> labouring brain +Begets a world of idle fantasies +To over-reach the devil; but all in vain; +His store of pleasures must be sauc'd with pain. +He and his servant Wagner are at hand; +Both come from drawing Faustus' latest will. +See, where they come! + + Enter FAUSTUS and WAGNER. + +FAUSTUS. Say, Wagner,--thou hast perus<'>d my will,-- +How dost thou like it? + +WAGNER. Sir, So wondrous well, +As in all humble duty I do yield +My life and lasting service for your love. + +FAUSTUS. Gramercy,<245> Wagner. + + Enter SCHOLARS. + +Welcome, Gentlemen. + [Exit WAGNER.] + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Now, worthy Faustus, methinks your looks are chang'd. + +FAUSTUS. O, gentlemen! + +SECOND SCHOLAR. What ails Faustus? + +FAUSTUS. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee, +then had I lived still! but now must die eternally. Look, sirs, +comes he not? comes he not? + +FIRST SCHOLAR. O my dear Faustus, what imports this fear? + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Is all our pleasure turn'd to melancholy? + +THIRD SCHOLAR. He is not well with being over-solitary. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. If it be so, we'll have physicians, +And Faustus shall be cur'd. + +THIRD SCHOLAR. 'Tis but a surfeit, sir;<246> fear nothing. + +FAUSTUS. A surfeit of deadly<247> sin, that hath damned both +body and soul. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven, and remember +mercy is infinite. + +FAUSTUS. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned: the serpent +that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. O gentlemen, +hear me<248> with patience, and tremble not at my speeches! Though +my heart pant and quiver to remember that I have been a student +here these thirty years, O, would I had never<249> seen Wittenberg, +never read book! and what wonders I have done, all Germany can +witness, yea, all the world; for which Faustus hath lost both +Germany and the world, yea, heaven itself, heaven, the seat of +God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy; and must +remain in hell for ever, hell. O, hell, for ever! Sweet friends, +what shall become of Faustus, being in hell for ever? + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Yet, Faustus, call on God. + +FAUSTUS. On God, whom Faustus hath abjured! on God, whom Faustus +hath blasphemed! O my God, I would weep! but the devil draws in +my tears. Gush forth blood, instead of tears! yea, life and soul! +O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands; but see, they +hold 'em, they hold 'em? <'?' sic> + +ALL. Who, Faustus? + +FAUSTUS. Why, Lucifer and Mephistophilis. O gentlemen, I gave +them my soul for my cunning! + +ALL. O, God forbid! + +FAUSTUS. God forbade it, indeed; but Faustus hath done it: for +the vain pleasure of four-and-twenty years hath Faustus lost +eternal joy and felicity. I writ them a bill with mine own blood: +the date is expired; this is the time, and he will fetch me. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Why did not Faustus tell us of this before, +that divines might have prayed for thee? + +FAUSTUS. Oft have I thought to have done so; but the devil +threatened to tear me in pieces, if I named God, to fetch me +body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity: and now 'tis<250> +too late. Gentlemen, away, lest you perish with me. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. O, what may we do to save Faustus? + +FAUSTUS. Talk not of me, but save yourselves, and depart. + +THIRD SCHOLAR. God will strengthen me; I will stay with Faustus. + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Tempt not God, sweet friend; but let us into the +next room, and pray for him. + +FAUSTUS. Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever +you hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have mercy +upon thee. + +FAUSTUS. Gentlemen, farewell: if I live till morning, I'll visit +you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. + +ALL. Faustus, farewell. + [Exeunt SCHOLARS.] + +MEPHIST. Ay, Faustus, now thou hast no hope of heaven; +Therefore despair; think only upon hell, +For that must be thy mansion, there to dwell. + +FAUSTUS. O thou bewitching fiend, 'twas thy temptation +Hath robb'd me of eternal happiness! + +MEPHIST. I do confess it, Faustus, and rejoice: +'Twas I that, when thou wert i'the way to heaven, +Damm'd up thy passage; when thou took'st the book +To view the Scriptures, then I turn'd the leaves, +And led thine eye.<251> +What, weep'st thou? 'tis too late; despair! Farewell: +Fools that will laugh on earth must weep in hell. + [Exit.]<252> + + Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL at several doors. + +GOOD ANGEL. 0 Faustus, if thou hadst given ear to me, +Innumerable joys had follow'd thee! +But thou didst love the world. + +EVIL ANGEL. Gave ear to me, +And now must taste hell-pains<253> perpetually. + +GOOD ANGEL. O, what will all thy riches, pleasures, pomps, +Avail thee now? + +EVIL ANGEL. Nothing, but vex thee more, +To want in hell, that had on earth such store. + +GOOD ANGEL. 0, thou hast lost celestial happiness, +Pleasures unspeakable, bliss without end +Hadst thou affected sweet divinity, +Hell or the devil had had no power on thee: +Hadst thou kept on that way, Faustus, behold, + [Music, while a throne descends.] +In what resplendent glory thou hadst sit<254> +In yonder throne, like those bright-shining saints, +And triumph'd over hell! That hast thou lost; +And now, poor soul, must thy good angel leave thee: +The jaws of hell are open<255> to receive thee. + [Exit. The throne ascends.] + +EVIL ANGEL. Now, Faustus, let thine eyes with horror stare + [Hell is discovered.] +Into that vast perpetual torture-house: +There are the Furies tossing damned souls +On burning forks; there bodies boil<256> in lead; +There are live quarters broiling on the coals, +That ne'er can die; this ever-burning chair +Is for o'er-tortur'd souls to rest them in; +These that are fed with sops of flaming fire, +Were gluttons, and lov'd only delicates, +And laugh'd to see the poor starve at their gates: +But yet all these are nothing; thou shalt see +Ten thousand tortures that more horrid be. + +FAUSTUS. O, I have seen enough to torture me! + +EVIL ANGEL. Nay, thou must feel them, taste the smart of all: +He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall: +And so I leave thee, Faustus, till anon; +Then wilt thou tumble in confusion. + [Exit. Hell disappears.--The clock strikes eleven.] + +FAUSTUS. O Faustus, +Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, +And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! +Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, +That time may cease, and midnight never come; +Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make +Perpetual day; or let this hour be but +A year, a month, a week, a natural day, +That Faustus may repent and save his soul! +O lente, lente currite, noctis equi! +The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, +The devil will come, and Faustus must be damn'd. +O, I'll leap up to heaven!--Who pulls me down?-- +See, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament!<257> +One drop of blood will save me: O my Christ!-- +Rend not my heart for naming of my Christ; +Yet will I call on him: O, spare me, Lucifer!-- +Where is it now? 'tis gone: +And, see, a threatening arm, an<258> angry brow! +Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, +And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven! +No! +Then will I headlong run into the earth: +Gape, earth! O, no, it will not harbour me! +You stars that reign'd at my nativity, +Whose influence hath<259> allotted death and hell, +Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, +Into the entrails of yon<260> labouring cloud[s], +That, when you<261> vomit forth into the air, +My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths; +But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven! + [The clock strikes the half-hour.] +O, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon. +O, if<262> my soul must suffer for my sin, +Impose some end to my incessant pain; +Let Faustus live in hell a thousand years, +A hundred thousand, and at last<263> be sav'd! +No end is limited to damned souls. +Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? +Or why is this immortal that thou hast? +O, Pythagoras' metempsychosis, were that true, +This soul should fly from me, and I be chang'd +Into some brutish beast! all beasts are happy, +For, when they die, +Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements; +But mine must live still to be plagu'd in hell. +Curs'd be the parents that engender'd me! +No, Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer +That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. + [The clock strikes twelve.] +It strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air, +Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell! +O soul, be chang'd into small water-drops, +And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found! + + Thunder. Enter DEVILS. + +O, mercy, heaven! look not so fierce on me! +Adders and serpents, let me breathe a while! +Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer! +I'll burn my books!--O Mephistophilis! + [Exeunt DEVILS with FAUSTUS.] + + Enter SCHOLARS.<264> + +FIRST SCHOLAR. Come, gentlemen, let us go visit Faustus, +For such a dreadful night was never seen; +Since first the world's creation did begin, +Such fearful shrieks and cries were never heard: +Pray heaven the doctor have escap'd the danger. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. +O, help us, heaven!<265> see, here are Faustus' limbs, +All torn asunder by the hand of death! + +THIRD SCHOLAR. +The devils whom Faustus serv'd have<266> torn him thus; +For, twixt the hours of twelve and one, methought, +I heard him shriek and call aloud for help; +At which self<267> time the house seem'd all on fire +With dreadful horror of these damned fiends. + +SECOND SCHOLAR. Well, gentlemen, though Faustus' end be such +As every Christian heart laments to think on, +Yet, for he was a scholar once admir'd +For wondrous knowledge in our German schools, +We'll give his mangled limbs due burial; +And all the students, cloth'd in mourning black, +Shall wait upon his heavy funeral. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter CHORUS. + +CHORUS. Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, +And burned is Apollo's laurel-bough, +That sometime grew within this learned man. +Faustus is gone: regard his hellish fall, +Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise, +Only to wonder at unlawful things, +Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits +To practise more than heavenly power permits. + [Exit.] + +Terminat hora diem; terminat auctor opus. + +<1> Carthagens] So 4tos 1616, 1624, (and compare 4to 1604, +p. 79).--2to 1631 "Carthagen." + + <p. 79. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Where Mars did mate the Carthaginians;"> + +<2> her] Old eds. "his." + +<3> of] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "and." + +<4> upon] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624<,> 1631<,> "on the." + +<5> thousand] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "diuers." + +<6> them] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "men." + +<7> legatur] Old eds. "legatus." + +<8> petty] I may notice that 4to 1604 has "pretty," which is +perhaps the right reading. + +<9> &c.] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<10> circles, scenes, letters, and characters] So 4to 1604 (see +note ‡‡, p. 80).--The later 4tos "circles, letters, characters." + + <Note ‡‡, from p. 80. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "scenes] "And sooner may a gulling weather-spie + By drawing forth heavens SCEANES tell certainly," &c. + Donne's FIRST SATYRE,--p. 327, ed. 1633."> + +<11> gain] So 4tos 1624, 1631 (and so 4to 1604).--2to 1616 "get." + +<12> these] See note §, p. 80. + + <Note §, from p. 80. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "these elements] So again, "Within the bowels of THESE + elements," &c., <on> p. 87, first col,--"THESE" being + equivalent to THE. (Not unfrequently in our old writers + THESE is little more than redundant.)"> + +<13> enterprise] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "enterprises." + +<14> make swift Rhine circle fair] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, +"WITH swift Rhine circle ALL." + +<15> silk] Old eds. "skill." + +<16> blest] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "wise." + +<17> Swarm] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "Sworne." + +<18> to] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<19> have] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "has." + +<20> shall they] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "they shall." + +<21> huge] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "whole." + +<22> stuffs] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "stuff'd." + +<23> renowm'd] So 4to 1616 (See note ||, p. 11).--2tos 1624, +1631, "renown'd." + + <Note ||, from p. 11. (The First Part of Tamburlaine the + Great): + + "renowmed] i.e. renowned.--So the 8vo.--The 4to "renowned." + --The form "RENOWMED" (Fr. RENOMME) occurs repeatedly + afterwards in this play, according to the 8vo. It is + occasionally found in writers posterior to Marlowe's + time. e.g. + "Of Constantines great towne RENOUM'D in vaine." + Verses to King James, prefixed to Lord Stirling's + MONARCHICKE TRAGEDIES, ed. 1607."> + +<24> Albertus'] Old eds. "Albanus." + +<25> that] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "the." + +<26> him] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<27> Enter Faustus] Old eds. "Thunder. Enter Lucifer and +4 deuils, Faustus to them with this speech,"--wrongly. + +<28> her] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "his." + +<29> erring] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "euening." + +<30> Mephistophilis Dragon, quod tumeraris] See note *, p. 83. + + <Note *, from p. 83. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "surgat Mephistophilis, quod tumeraris] The later 4tos have + "surgat Mephistophilis DRAGON, quod tumeraris."--There is a + corruption here, which seems to defy emendation. For "quod + TUMERARIS," Mr. J. Crossley, of Manchester, would read + (rejecting the word "Dragon") "quod TU MANDARES" (the + construction being "quod tu mandares ut Mephistophilis + appareat et surgat"): but the "tu" does not agree with the + preceding "vos."--The Revd. J. Mitford proposes "surgat + Mephistophilis, per Dragon (or Dagon) quod NUMEN EST AERIS.""> + +<31> dicatus] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "dicatis." + +<32> came hither] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "came NOW hether." + +<33> speeches] So 4to 1604.--Not in the later 4tos. + +<34> accidens] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "accident." + +<35> fell] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "liue." + +<36> strike] So 4to 1631.--2tos 1616, 1624, "strikes." + +<37> thorough] So 4to 1631.--2tos 1616, 1624, "through." + +<38> Sirrah] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<39> save] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "spare." + +<40> again] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<41> or] Old eds. "for." + +<42> vestigiis nostris] Old eds. "vestigias nostras." + +<43> backward] So 4to 1616 (and so 4to 1604).--2tos 1624, 1631, +"backe." + +<44> Why] So 4to 1616 (and so 4to 1604).--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<45> that famous] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "that MOST famous." + +<46> of] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "be." + +<47> men] So 4tos 1624, 1631 (and so 4to 1604).--2to 1616 "them." + +<48> Mephistophile] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "Mephostophilis." + +<49> thee] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "him." + +<50> thine] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "thy." + +<51> And] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<52> my] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "thy." + +<53> Is it] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "It is." + +<54> soul] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<55> an] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<56> should] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "shall." + +<57> God] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "heauen." + +<58> this scroll] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<59> he desires] Not in the 4tos. See note ‡, p. 86. + + <Note ‡, from p. 86. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "he desires] Not in any of the four 4tos. In the tract just + cited, <i.e. THE HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS, ed. 1648.> the + "3d Article" stands thus,--"That Mephostophiles should bring + him any thing, and doe for him whatsoever." Sig. A 4, ed. + 1648. A later ed. adds "he desired." Marlowe, no doubt, + followed some edition of the HISTORY in which these words, + or something equivalent to them, had been omitted by mistake. + (2to 1661, which I consider as of no authority, has "he + requireth.")"> + + +<60> and] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<61> with] So 4to 1604.--Not in the later 4tos. + +<62> the] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "that." + +<63> are] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "is." + +<64> hell's a fable] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "hell's a +MEERE fable." + +<65> thine] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thy." + +<66> thy] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "thine." + +<67> was] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "were." + +<68> harness] i.e. armour. + +<69> This will I keep as chary as my life. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter FAUSTUS, in his study, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + + FAUSTUS. When I behold the heavens, &c.] + +Old eds. (that is, 4tos 1616, 1624, 1631) thus; + +"This will I keepe, as chary as my life. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter WAGNER solus. + +WAGNER. Learned Faustus +To know the secrets of Astronomy +Grauen in the booke of Joues high firmament, +Did mount himselfe to scale Olympus top, +Being seated in a chariot burning bright, +Drawne by the strength of yoaky [2to 1624 "yoaked"] Dragons necks, +He now is gone to proue Cosmography, +And as I gesse will first arriue at Rome, +To see the Pope and manner of his Court; +And take some part of holy Peters feast, +That to [2tos 1624, 1631, "on"] this day is highly solemnized. + Exit WAGNER. + + Enter FAUSTUS in his Study, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + +FAUSTUS. When I behold the heauens," &c. + +The lines which I have here omitted belong to a subsequent part +of the play, where they will be found with considerable additions, +and are rightly assigned to the CHORUS. (As given in the present +place by the 4tos 1616, 1624, 1631, these lines exhibit the text +of the earlier FAUSTUS; see p. 90, sec. col.) It would seem that +something was intended to intervene here between the exit of Faustus +and Mephistophilis, and their re-appearance on the stage: compare, +however, the preceding play, p. 88, first col. + + + <p. 90, sec. col. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "FAUSTUS. Great thanks, mighty Lucifer! + This will I keep as chary as my life. + + LUCIFER. Farewell, Faustus, and think on the devil. + + FAUSTUS. Farewell, great Lucifer. + [Exeunt LUCIFER and BELZEBUB.] + + Come, Mephistophilis. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter CHORUS. + + CHORUS. Learned Faustus, + To know the secrets of astronomy + Graven in the book of Jove's high firmament, + Did mount himself to scale Olympus' top, + Being seated in a chariot burning bright, + Drawn by the strength of yoky dragons' necks. + He now is gone to prove cosmography, + And, as I guess, will first arrive at Rome, + To see the Pope and manner of his court, + And take some part of holy Peter's feast, + That to this day is highly solemniz'd. + [Exit.] + + Enter FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS. + + FAUSTUS. Having now, my good Mephistophilis, + Pass'd with delight the stately town of Trier," etc.> + + + <p. 88, first col. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604):> + + <This part of the play does not have any relevance to characters + leaving the stage and re-entering.> + + + <Perhaps the editor meant p. 93, first column.> + + <p. 93, first col. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "RALPH. O, brave, Robin! shall I have Nan Spit, and to mine + own use? On that condition I'll feed thy devil with horse- + bread as long as he lives, of free cost. + + ROBIN. No more, sweet Ralph: let's go and make clean our + boots, which lie foul upon our hands, and then to our conjuring + in the devil's name. + [Exeunt.] + + Enter ROBIN and RALPH with a silver goblet. + + ROBIN. Come, Ralph: did not I tell thee, we were for ever + made by this Doctor Faustus' book? ecce, signum! here's a + simple purchase for horse-keepers: our horses shall eat + no hay as long as this lasts. + + RALPH. But, Robin, here comes the Vintner."> + +<70> thine] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thy." + +<71> is] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<72> breathes] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "breathe." + +<73> ears] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "eare." + +<74> this I] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "this TIME I." + +<75> termine] I may notice that 4to 1604 (see p. 88, sec. col.) +has "terminine," which at least is better for the metre. + + <p. 88, second column, (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Whose terminine is term'd the world's wide pole;"> + +<76> erring] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "euening." + +<77> motion] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "motions." + +<78> Ay] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<79> and] So 4to 1631.--Not in 4tos 1616, 1624. + +<80> the] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<81> lips] So 4to 1604.--Not in the later 4tos. + +<82> and ever since have run] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, +"and HAUE EUER SINCE run." + +<83> this] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "these." + +<84> come] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "came." + +<85> I] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "I I." + +<86> L] Old eds. "Lechery." See note †, p. 90. + + <Note †, from p. 90. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "L.] All the 4tos "Lechery."--Here I have made the alteration + recommended by Mr. Collier in his Preface to COLERIDGE'S + SEVEN LECTURES ON SHAKESPEARE AND MILTON, p. cviii."> + +<87> Tut] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "But." + +<88> Robin] Old eds. "the Clowne" (and so frequently afterwards): +but he is evidently a distinct person from the "Clown," Wagner's +attendant, who has previously appeared (see p. 111). Most probably +the parts of the Clown and Robin were played by the same actor; +and hence the confusion in the old eds. + + <P. 111. (this play): + + "Enter WAGNER and CLOWN. + + WAGNER. Come hither, sirrah boy." etc.> + +<89> faith] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631 "i'faith." (And so +afterwards in this scene.) + +<90> not tell] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<91> as fair a] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "a faire." + +<92> need'st] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "needs." + +<93> hold, belly, hold] Compare Florio's DICT., 1611; "IOSA, +GOOD STORE, hold-bellie-hold." + +<94> Prithee] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "I prithee." + +<95> him] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--Not in 4to 1631. + +<96> He views] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "To view." + +<97> with this] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "with HIS." This +passage is sufficiently obscure. + +<98> round] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<99> Rhine] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "Rhines." + +<100> up to] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "vnto." + +<101> Quarter the town in four equivalents] So 4to 1604.--Not +in the later 4tos. + +<102> Thorough] so 4to 1631.--2tos 1616, 1624, "Through." + +<103> rest] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "East." + +<104> me] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<105> us] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "you." + +<106> through] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thorow." + +<107> Ponte] Old eds. "Ponto." + +<108> match] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "watch." + +<109> the] so 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "those." + +<110> in state and] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "this day with." + +<111> whilst] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "while." + +<112> thorough] So 4to 1631.--2tos 1616, 1624, "through." + +<113> my] Qy. "one"? + +<114> cunning] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "comming." (And so +in the fourth line of the next speech.) + +<115> this] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "his." + +<116> at] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "to." + +<117> it] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<118> And smite with death thy hated enterprise] So 4to 1616. +--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<119> our] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<120> this] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<121> have right] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "haue SOME right." + +<122> shall] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "shalt." + +<123> hath] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "haue." + +<124> synod] Qy. "HOLY synod"? + +<125> Ponte] Old eds. "Ponto." + +<126> his] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "this." + +<127> Sennet] Old eds. "Senit" and "Sonet". See note ||, p. 91. + + <Note ||, from p. 91. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Sonnet] Variously written, SENNET, SIGNET, SIGNATE, &c.--A + particular set of notes on the trumpet, or cornet, different + from a flourish. See Nares's GLOSS. in V. SENNET."> + +<128> be] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "are." + +<129> them to] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "them FORTH to." + +<130> Archbishop.] Old eds. "Bish." and "Bishop" (and so afterwards). + +<131> you] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<132> beholding] So 4to 1616 (see note †, p. 98).--2tos 1624, +1631, "beholden." + + <Note †, from p. 98. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "beholding] i.e. beholden."> + +<133> such] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "this." + +<134> it] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<135> his] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "this." + +<136> struck] Here the old eds. have "stroke" and "strooke:" +but in the next clause they all agree in having "strucke." + +<137> on] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<138> same] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--Not in 4to 1631. + +<139> at the hard heels] The modern editors, ignorant of the old +phraseology, thought that they corrected this passage in printing +"hard at the heels." + +<140> Vintner] So all the old eds.; and presently Robin addresses +this person as "vintner:" yet Dick has just spoken of him as "the +Vintner's boy." See note ||, p. 93. + + <Note ||, from p. 93. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Drawer] There is an inconsistency here: the Vintner cannot + properly be addressed as "Drawer." The later 4tos are also + inconsistent in the corresponding passage: Dick says, "THE + VINTNER'S BOY follows us at the hard heels," and immediately + the "VINTNER" enters."> + +<141> your] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<142> much] Equivalent to--by no means, not at all. This ironical +exclamation is very common in our old dramatists. (Mr. Hunter, +--NEW ILLUST. OF SHAKESPEARE, ii. 56,--explains it very differently.) + +<143> By lady] i.e. By our Lady. + +<144> to] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--Not in 4to 1631. + +<145> tester] i.e. sixpence. + +<146> the state] i.e. the raised chair or throne, with a canopy. + +<147> perfect] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "warlike." + +<148> rouse] i.e. bumper. + +<149> a] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "ten." + +<150> a] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "the." + +<151> renowm'd] Old eds. "renown'd"; but earlier, p. 109, first +col., 4to 1616 has "renowm'd": <see note 23> and see note ||, p. 11. + + <Note ||, from p. 11. (The First Part of Tamburlaine the + Great): + + "renowmed] i.e. renowned.--So the 8vo.--The 4to "renowned." + --The form "RENOWMED" (Fr. RENOMME) occurs repeatedly + afterwards in this play, according to the 8vo. It is + occasionally found in writers posterior to Marlowe's + time. e.g. + "Of Constantines great towne RENOUM'D in vaine." + Verses to King James, prefixed to Lord Stirling's + MONARCHICKE TRAGEDIES, ed. 1607."> + +<152> through] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thorow." + +<153> These] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "Those." + +<154> through] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thorow." + +<155> a] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<156> this] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<157> demand] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "demands." + +<158> door] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<159> state] See note §, p. 122.<i.e. note 146>--So 4tos 1616, +1631.--2to 1624 "seat." + +<160> These] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "They." + +<161> renowmed] Old eds. "renowned." See note ‡, p. 123. +<i.e. note 151> + +<162> thoughts] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "thought." + +<163> whilst] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "while." + +<164> I gain'd] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "I HAD gain'd." + +<165> at window] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "at THE window." + +<166> is] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<167> this is] So 4to 1624 (and rightly, as the next line +proves).--2tos 1616, 1631, "is this." + +<168> As] So 4to 1616.--2to 1624 "That."--2to 1631 "And." + +<169> Belimoth....Asteroth] Old eds. here "Belimote (and "Belimot") +....Asterote": but see p. 126, first col. + + <P. 126. (this play): + + "But wherefore do I dally my revenge?-- + Asteroth, Belimoth, Mephistophilis?"> + +<170> has] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "hath." + +<171> horns] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "horne." + +<172> sir] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<173> of] i.e. on. + +<174> sway] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "stay." + +<175> this attempt against the conjurer] See note, * p. 95. + + <Note *, from p. 95. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Mephistophilis, transform him straight] According to THE + HISTORY OF DR. FAUSTUS, the knight was not present during + Faustus's "conference" with the Emperor; nor did he offer + the doctor any insult by doubting his skill in magic. We + are there told that Faustus happening to see the knight + asleep, "leaning out of a window of the great hall," fixed + a huge pair of hart's horns on his head; "and, as the knight + awaked, thinking to pull in his head, he hit his hornes + against the glasse, that the panes thereof flew about his + eares: thinke here how this good gentleman was vexed, for + he could neither get backward nor forward." After the emperor + and the courtiers, to their great amusement, had beheld the + poor knight in this condition, Faustus removed the horns. + When Faustus, having taken leave of the emperor, was a league + and a half from the city, he was attacked in a wood by the + knight and some of his companions: they were in armour, and + mounted on fair palfreys; but the doctor quickly overcame + them by turning all the bushes into horsemen, and "so + charmed them, that every one, knight and other, for the + space of a whole moneth, did weare a paire of goates + hornes on their browes, and every palfry a paire of oxe + hornes on his head; and this was their penance appointed + by Faustus." A second attempt of the knight to revenge + himself on Faustus proved equally unsuccessful. Sigs. G 2, + I 3, ed. 1648."> + +<176> that] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<177> my] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "thy." + +<178> that] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<179> an] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<180> boldly] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "brauely." + +<181> heart's] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "heart." + +<182> that] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<183> the] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "that." + +<184> now] so 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<185> art] Old eds. "heart" (which, after all, may be right). + +<186> there] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "here." + +<187> his] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 3to<sic> 1616. + +<188> pull] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "put." + +<189> all] Old eds. "call." + +<190> through] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "thorow." + +<191> Amongst] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "Among." + +<192> Enter the ambushed Soldiers] Here (though it seems that +Faustus does not quit the stage) a change of scene is supposed. + +<193> these] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "the." + +<194> the door] i.e. the stage-door,--the writer here addressing +himself to THE ACTOR only, for the scene lies in a wood. + +<195> Zounds] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616, "Zons." + +<196> all are] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "are all." + +<197> these] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "this." + +<198> escape] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "scape." + +<199> has] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "hath." + +<200> you] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<201> guess] A corruption of guests (very frequent in our early +dramatists) which occurs again at p. 130. first col. So 4to +1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "guests." <See note 226.> + +<202> thou] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<203> now] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<204> sir] Qy. "sirs"? but see the next speech of the Carter, +and the next speech but one of the Horse-courser, who, in his +narrative, uses both "sirs" and "sir." + +<205> As I was going to Wittenberg, t'other day, &c.] See THE +HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS, Chap. xxxv,--"How Doctor Faustus eat +a load of hay."--The Carter does not appear in the earlier play. + +<206> my] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<207> cursen] i.e. christened. + +<208> some quality] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "some RARE +quality." + +<209> rid] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "ride." + +<210> that enchanted castle in the air] This is not mentioned in +the earlier play: but see THE HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS, Chap xl, +--"How Doctor Faustus through his charmes made a great Castle in +presence of the Duke of Anholt." + +<211> delighted] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "delighteth." + +<212> it pleaseth] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "it HATH PLEASED." + +<213> come] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "came." + +<214> these ripe grapes] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "these +grapes." + +<215> The Clowns bounce, &c] 2to 1616 "The CLOWNE bounce." 2tos +1624, 1631, "The CLOWNE BOUNCETH." (In the next stage-direction +all the 4tos have "THEY knock again," &c.) + +<216> for] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "to." + +<217> pardons] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "pardon." + +<218> me] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<219> spake] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "spoke." + +<220> Dost hear him] So 4to 1616.--2to 1624 "dost THOU heare ME." +2to 1631 "dost THOU heare him." + +<221> him] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<222> you] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616 (but compare the +Carter's next speech). + +<223> I] So 4to 1616.--Not in 4tos 1624, 1631. + +<224> not I] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "I not." + +<225> Ha'] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "Haue." + +<226> guess] See note §, p. 127. <i.e. note 201> So 4to 1616. +--2tos 1624, 1631, "guests." + +<227> beholding] So 4tos 1616, 1624, (see note †, p. 98).--2to +1631 "beholden." + + <Note †, from p. 98. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "beholding] i.e. beholden."> + +<228> sport] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "sports." + +<229> I think my master, &c.] The alterations which this speech +has undergone will hardly admit of its arrangement as verse: +compare the earlier play, p. 98, first col. + + <p. 98, first col. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Enter WAGNER. + + WAGNER. I think my master means to die shortly, + For he hath given to me all his goods: + And yet, methinks, if that death were near, + He would not banquet, and carouse, and swill + Amongst the students, as even now he doth, + Who are at supper with such belly-cheer + As Wagner ne'er beheld in all his life. + See, where they come! belike the feast is ended. + [Exit.]"> + + +<230> goods] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--2to 1624 "good." + +<231> ne'er] so 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "neuer." + +<232> ended] so 4tos 1624, 1631, (and so 4to 1604).--2to 1616 "done." + +<233> war] Old eds. "warres." + +<234> wit] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--2to 1631 "will." + +<235> Or envy of thee] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "Or OF enuie +TO thee." + +<236> MEPHIST.] This and the next prefix are omitted in the old +eds. + +<237> torments] So 4tos 1624, 1631 (and so 4to 1604).--2to 1616 +"torment." + +<238> I may afflict] So 4to 1616.--2to 1624 "I afflict."--2to +1631 "I CAN afflict." + +<239> clean] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "clear." + +<240> oath] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "vow." + +<241> evening] So 4to 1604.--The later 4tos "euenings." + +<242> azur'd] So 4to 1624 (a reading which I prefer only because +it is also that of 4to 1604.)--2tos 1616, 1631, "azure." + +<243> shalt] See note *, p. 100. + + <Note *, from p. 100. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "shalt] So all the 4tos; and so I believe Marlowe wrote, + though the grammar requires "shall.""> + +<244> his] So 4tos 1616, 1631.--Not in 4to 1624. + +<245> Gramercy] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "Gramercies." + +<246> sir] So 4tos 1616, 1624.--Not in 4to 1631. + +<247> of deadly] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "of A deadly." + +<248> me] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<249> never] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "nere." + +<250> 'tis] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "IT is." + +<251> And led thine eye] A portion of this line has evidently +dropt out. + +<252> Exit] It seems doubtful whether Lucifer and Belzebub should +also make their exeunt here, or whether they remain to witness +the catastrophe: see p. 132, first col. + + <P. 132, first column. (this play): + + "MEPHIST. And, this gloomy night, + Here, in this room, will wretched Faustus be. + + BELZEBUB. And here we'll stay, + To mark him how he doth demean himself." etc.> + +<253> hell-pains] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "HELS paines." + +<254> sit] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "set." + +<255> are open] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "IS READIE." + +<256> boil] So 4tos 1624, 1631.--2to 1616 "BROYLE." + +<257> See, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament] So 4tos +1624, 1631.--Not in 4to 1616. + +<258> an] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "and." + +<259> hath] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "haue." + +<260> yon] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "your." + +<261> you, &c.] See note *, p. 101. + + <Note *, from p. 101. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "That, when you, &c.] So all the old eds.; and it is certain + that awkward changes of person are sometimes found in passages + of our early poets: but qy.,-- + "That, when THEY vomit forth into the air, + My limbs may issue from THEIR smoky mouths," &c.?"> + +<262> 0, if, &c.] 2to 1604, in the corresponding passage, has +"Oh, GOD, if," &c. (see p. 101, sec. col.), and that reading +seems necessary for the sense. + + <P. 101, sec. col. (Doctor Faustus, from the quarto of 1604): + + "Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon + O God, + If thou wilt not have mercy on my soul, + Yet for Christ's sake, whose blood hath ransom'd me, + Impose some end to my incessant pain;" etc.> + +<263> at last] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "at THE last." + +<264> Enter Scholars] Here, of course, a change of scene is +supposed. (This is not in the earlier play.) + +<265> heaven] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "heauens." + +<266> devils . . . . have] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, +"DIUELL . . . . HATH." + +<267> self] So 4to 1616.--2tos 1624, 1631, "same." + + + + + +End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus +This is Etext #811, you may also be interested in the edition at #779 + diff --git a/old/drfsta10.zip b/old/drfsta10.zip Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e875b4e --- /dev/null +++ b/old/drfsta10.zip |