SCENE V.

Enter Faustus, and the Horse-Courser, and Mephistophilis.

Horse-C. I beseech your worship accept of these forty dollars.

Faust. Friend, thou canst not buy so good 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-C. I beseech you, sir, accept of this: I am a very poor man, and have lost very much of late by horseflesh, and this bargain will set me up again.

Faust. Well, I will not stand with thee; give me 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-C. How, sir, not into the water?— why, will he not drink of all waters ?

Faust. Yes; he will drink of all waters, but ride him not into the water; o'er hedge and ditch, and where thou wilt, but not into the water. Go, bid the hostler deliver him unto you, and remember what I say.

Horse-C. I warrant you, sir; oh! joyful day: now am I made a man for ever!

[Exit. Faust. What art thou, Faustus, but a man condemned 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.

Enter the Horse-courser wet. Horse-C. Oh! what a cozening Doctor was this! 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 scape 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 his leg.] Alas! I am undone! what shall I do! I have pulled off his leg.

Faust. Oh! help, help, the villain hath murdered me!

Horse-C. Murder or not murder, now he

beer.

Host. You shall presently: look into up [Exit. the hall there, ho! Dick. Come, sirs, what shall we do now till mine hostess comes?

Cart. Marry, sirs, I'll tell you the bravest tale how a conjuror served me; you know Doctor Faustus?

Horse-C. Aye, a plague take him; here's some on's have cause to know him; did he conjure thee too?

Cart. I'll tell you how he served me: as I was going to Wittenberg t' other day with a load of hay he met me, and asked me what he should give me for as much hay as

hay.

All. Oh, monstrous ! eat a whole load of hay?

Rob. Yes, yes, that may be; for I have heard of one that has eat a load of logs.

Horse-C. Now, sirs, you shall hear how villainously 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, sirs, because I knew him to be such a horse as would run over hedge and I 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 some quality that he would not have me know of, what did I, but rid 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!

Lady. 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.

Faust. This is but a small matter: go, Mephistophilis; away! [Exit Mephistophilis.] Madam, I will do more than this for your content.

Enter Mephistophilis again, with the
grapes.

Here now, taste ye these; they should be good, for they come 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.

Rob. 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.

Cart. Some more drink, hostess. Rob. Hark you, we'll into another room and drink awhile, and then we'll go seek out the doctor. [Exeunt omnes.

ACT THE FIFTH.
SCENE I.

Enter the Duke of Vanholt, his Duchess,
Faustus, and Mephistophilis.

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: the sight whereof so delighted me, as nothing in the world could please me more.

Faust. I do think myself, my good lord, highly recompensed in that it pleaseth your

Lady. And trust me they are the sweetest grapes that ever I tasted.

[The Clown bounceth 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. Serv. Why, how now, masters; what a coil is there;

What is the reason you disturb the Duke? Dick. We have no reason for it, therefore a fig for him.

Serv. Why, saucy varlets, dare you be so bold?

Horse-C. I hope, sir, we have wit enough to be more bold than welcome

Serv. It appears so; pray be bold else where, and trouble not the Duke.

Duke. What would they have?

near,

I have procured your pardons; welcome all. Rob. 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.

Faust. Nay, hark you, can you tell me where you are?

Cart. Aye, marry, can I, we are under heaven.

Serv. Aye; but, Sir Saucebox, know you in what place?

Horse-C. Aye, aye, the house is good enough to drink in; zounds! fill us some beer, or we'll break all the barrels in the house, and dash out all your brains with your bottles.

Faust. Be not so furious; come, you shall have beer.

My lord, beseech you give me leave awhile, 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.

Faust. I humbly thank your grace; then fetch some beer.

Horse-C. Ah, marry! there spake a doctor, indeed! and 'faith, I'll drink a health to thy wooden leg for that word.

Faust. My wooden leg! what dost thou mean by that?

Cart. Ha, ha, ha! dost hear him, Dick? he has forgot his leg.

Horse-C. Aye, aye, he does not stand much upon that.

Faust. No, 'faith, not much upon a wooden leg.

Cart. 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?

Faust. Yes, I remember I sold one a horse.

Cart. And do you remember you bid he should not ride him into the water?

Faust. Yes, I do very well remember that. Cart. And do you remember nothing of your leg.

Faust. No, in good sooth.

Cart. Then, I pray, remember your courtesy.

Faust. I thank you, sir.

Cart. "Tis not so much worth: I pray you tell me one thing.

Faust. What's that?

Cart. Be both your legs bedfellows every night together?

Faust. Would'st thou make a Colossu of me, that thou askest me such a question Cart. No, truly, sir, I would make nothing of you; but I would fain know that.

Enter Hostess, with drink.

Faust. Then I assure thee, certainly they are.

Cart. I thank you, I am fully satisfied. Faust. But wherefore dost thou ask? Cart. For nothing, sir; but methinks you should have a wooden bedfellow of one of 'em.

Horse-C. Why, do you hear, sir, did not I pull off one of your legs when you were asleep?

Faust. But I have it again now I am awake? look you here, sir.

All. O horrible! had the Doctor three

Duke. So are we, madam; which we will recompense

With all the love and kindness that we may;

His artful sport drives all sad thoughts away. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

Thunder and Lightning. Enter Devils with covered dishes; Mephistophilis Leads them into Faustus's Study: then enter Wagner.

Wag. I think my master means to die shortly; he has made his will, and given me his wealth, his house, his goods, 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 saw the like; and see where they come, belike the feast is done. [Exit.

SCENE III.

Enter Faustus, Mephistophilis, and two or three Scholars.

I Scho. Mister Doctor Faustus, since our conference about fair ladies, which was the beautifullest in all the world, we have determined with ourselves, that Helen of Greece was the admirablest lady that ever lived therefore, Mister 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.

Faust. Gentlemen,

For that I know your friendship is unfeigned,

It is not Faustus's 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 crossed 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.

Scho. Was this fair Helen, whose admired worth

Made Greece with ten years' war afflict poor Troy?

3 Scho. Too simple is my wit to tell her worth,

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 banished 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, 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.
Faust. Where art thou, Faustus? wretch !
what hast thou done?

[Mephistophilis gives him a dagger. 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. Old Man. Oh! 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.

Faust. Oh friend! I feel

Thy words to comfort my distressed soul; Leave me awhile to ponder on my sins.

Old Man. Faustus, I leave thee, but with grief of heart,

Fearing the enemy of thy hapless soul.

[Exit.

Faust. 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? G

Meth. Thou traitor, Faustus! I arrest thy soul,

For disobedience to my sovereign lord;
Revolt, or I'll in piecemeal tear thy flesh.

Faust. I do repent I e'er offended him;
Sweet Mephistophilis, intreat thy lord
To pardon my unjust presumption,
And with my blood again I will confirm
The former vow I made to Lucifer.

Meph. Do it then, Faustus, with unfeigned heart,

Lest greater dangers do attend thy drift. Faust. Torment, sweet friend, that base and aged man,

That durst dissuade me from thy Lucifer,
With greatest torments that our hell affords.
Meth. His faith is great; I cannot touch
his soul;

But what I may afflict his body with
I will attempt, which is but little worth.
Faust. 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
Those thoughts that do dissuade me from

my vow,

And keep my oath I made to Lucifer.

Meph. This, or what else my Faustus shall desire,

Shall be performed in twinkling of an eye.

Enter Helen again, passing over between two Cupids.

Faust. Was this the face that launched 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 sacked;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumèd crest:
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
Oh! thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter,
When he appeared to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa's azure arms;

And none but thou shalt be my paramour! [Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

Thunder. Enter Lucifer, Belzebub, an Mephistophilis.

Luci. Thus from infernal Dis do ascend,

To view the subjects of our monarchy; Those souls, which sin seals the black so of Hell,

'Mong which, as chief, Faustus, we come t thee;

Bringing with us lasting damnation
To wait upon thy soul; the time is come
Which makes it forfeit.

Meph. And this gloomy night,
Here, in this room, will wretched Faustus be
Belz. And here we'll stay,

To mark him how he doth demean himsel Meph. How should he but in desperate lunacy?

Fond worldling; now his heart-blood dri with grief;

His conscience kills it, and his labouring brain

Begets a world of idle phantasies,
To overreach the Devil, but all in vain;
His store of pleasures must be sauced wit
pain.

He, and his servant Wagner, are at hand; Both come from drawing Faustus' late will.

See where they come.

Enter Faustus and Wagner. Faust. Say, Wagner, thou hast peruse my will;

How dost thou like it?

Wag. Sir, so wondrous well, As in all humble duty I do yield My life and lasting service for your love. Faust. Gramarcy, Wagner I

Enter the Scholars.