Bred in the concave of some monstrous rock, FAUST. Oh, not so fast, sir! there's no haste: but, good, are you remembered how you crossed me in my conference with the Emperor? I think I have met with you for it. EMP. Good Master Doctor, at my entreaty release him he hath done penance sufficient. FAUST. My gracious lord, not so much for the injury he offered me here in your presence, as to delight you with some mirth, hath Faustus worthily requited this injurious knight; which being all I desire, I am content to release him of his horns:-and, sir knight, hereafter speak well of scholars.-Mephistophilis, transform him straight". [Mephistophilis re * 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 moves the horns.]-Now, my good lord, having done my duty, I humbly take my leave. EMP. Farewell, Master Doctor: yet, ere you go, Expect from me a bounteous reward. [Exeunt EMPEROR, KNIGHT, and ATTENDANTS. FAUST. Now, Mephistophilis +, the restless course That time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life, Calls for the payment of my latest years: Therefore, sweet Mephistophilis, let us Make haste to Wertenberg. MEPH. What, will you go on horse-back or on foot? FAUST. Nay, till I am past this fair and pleasant green, I'll walk on foot. Enter a HORSE-Courser‡. HORSE-C. I have been all this day seeking one 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. + Faust. Now, Mephistophilis, &c.] Here the scene is supposed to be changed to the "fair and pleasant green" which Faustus presently mentions. Horse-courser] i. e. Horse-dealer. We are now to suppose the scene to be near the home of Faustus, and presently that it is the interior of his house, for he falls asleep in his chair.— Master Fustian: mass, see where he is !-God save you, Master Doctor! FAUST. What, horse-courser! you are well met. HORSE-C. Do you hear, sir? I have brought you forty dollars for your horse. FAUST. I cannot sell him so: if thou likest him for fifty, take him. HORSE-C. Alas, sir, I have no more!-I pray you, speak for me. MEPH. I pray you, let him have him: he is an honest fellow, and he has a great charge, neither wife nor child. FAUST. Well, come, give me your money [Horsecourser gives Faustus the money]: my boy will deliver him to you. But I must tell you one thing before you have him; ride him not into the water, at any hand. HORSE-C. Why, sir, will he not drink of all waters? FAUST. Oh, yes, he will drink of all waters; but ride him not into the water: ride him over hedge or ditch, or where thou wilt, but not into the water. HORSE-C. Well, sir.-Now am I made man for ever: I'll not leave my horse for forty: if he had but the quality of hey-ding-ding, hey-ding-ding, I'd make a brave living on him: he has a buttocks as slick as an eel [Aside].-Well, God b'w'ye, sir: your "How Doctor Faustus deceived a Horse-courser is related in a short chapter (the 34th) of The History of Doctor Faustus: "After this manner he served a horse-courser at a faire called Pheiffering," &c. boy will deliver him me: but, hark you, sir; if my horse be sick or ill at ease, if I bring his water to you, you'll tell me what it is? FAUST. Away, you villain! what, dost think I am a horse-doctor? [Exit Horse-courser. What art thou, Faustus, but a man condemn'd to die? Thy fatal time doth draw to final end; Despair doth drive distrust into my thoughts: Tush, Christ did call the thief upon the Cross; [Sleeps in his chair. Re-enter HORSE-COURSER, all wet, crying. HORSE-C. Alas, alas! Doctor Fustian, quoth a? mass, Doctor Lopus || was never such a doctor: has given me a purgation, has purged me of forty dollars; I shall never see them more. But yet, like an ass as I was, I would not be ruled by him, for he bade me I should ride him into no water: now I, thinking my horse had had some rare quality that he would not have had me know of, I, like a venturous youth, rid him into the deep pond at the town's end. I was no sooner in the middle of the pond, but my horse va Sinto] So the later 4tos.-2to 1604 "vnto." || Doctor Lopus] i. e. Doctor Lopez, domestic physician to Queen Elizabeth, who was put to death for having received a bribe from the court of Spain to destroy her. He is frequently mentioned in our early dramas: see my note on Middleton's Works, iv. 384. nished away, and I sat upon a bottle of hay, never so near drowning in my life. But I'll seek out my doctor, and have my forty dollars again, or I'll make it the dearest horse !-Oh, yonder is his snipper-snapper. Do you hear? you, hey-pass T, where's your master? MEPH. Why, sir, what would you? you cannot speak with him. HORSE-C. But I will speak with him. MEPH. Why, he's fast asleep: come some other time. HORSE-C. I'll speak with him now, or I'll break his glass-windows about his ears. MEPH. I tell thee, he has not slept this eight nights. HORSE-C. An he have not slept this eight weeks, I'll speak with him. MEPH. See, where he is, fast asleep. HORSE-C. Ay, this is he.-God save you, Master Doctor, Master Doctor, Master Doctor Fustian! forty dollars, forty dollars for a bottle of hay! MEPH. Why, thou seest he hears thee not. HORSE-C. So ho, ho! so ho, ho! [Hollows in his ear.] No, will you not wake? I'll make you wake ere I go. [Pulls FAUSTUS by the leg, and pulls it away.] Alas, I am undone! what shall I do? FAUST. Oh, my leg, my leg!-Help, Mephistophilis! call the officers.-My leg, my leg! MEPH. Come, villain, to the constable. 'VOL. II. They-pass] Equivalent to-juggler. F |