Tragedy of Doctor Faustus with Introduction and Notes |
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... Benv . What a devil ail you two ? Mart . Speak softly , sir , lest the devil hear you ; For Faustus at the court is late arriv'd , And at his heels a thousand Furies wait , To accomplish whatsoe'er the Doctor please . Benv . What of ...
... Benv . What a devil ail you two ? Mart . Speak softly , sir , lest the devil hear you ; For Faustus at the court is late arriv'd , And at his heels a thousand Furies wait , To accomplish whatsoe'er the Doctor please . Benv . What of ...
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... Benv . Blood , he speaks terribly ! but for all that , I do not greatly believe him : he looks as like a conjurer as the Pope to a costermonger . [ Aside . Emp . Then , Faustus , as thou late did'st promise us , G We would behold that ...
... Benv . Blood , he speaks terribly ! but for all that , I do not greatly believe him : he looks as like a conjurer as the Pope to a costermonger . [ Aside . Emp . Then , Faustus , as thou late did'st promise us , G We would behold that ...
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... Benv . 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 ...
... Benv . 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 ...
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... Benv . A plague upon you ! let me sleep a while . Emp . I blame thee not to sleep much , having such a head of thine own . Sax . Look up , Benvolio , ' tis the Emperor calls . Benv . The Emperor ! where ? O , zounds , my head ! Emp ...
... Benv . A plague upon you ! let me sleep a while . Emp . I blame thee not to sleep much , having such a head of thine own . Sax . Look up , Benvolio , ' tis the Emperor calls . Benv . The Emperor ! where ? O , zounds , my head ! Emp ...
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... Benv . My head is lighter than it was by the horns , But yet my heart's more ponderous than my head , And pants until I see that conjurer dead . Mart . Benv . Where shall we place ourselves , Benvolio ? Here will we stay to bide the ...
... Benv . My head is lighter than it was by the horns , But yet my heart's more ponderous than my head , And pants until I see that conjurer dead . Mart . Benv . Where shall we place ourselves , Benvolio ? Here will we stay to bide the ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abbott ANGEL appear art thou behold Belzebub Benv Benvolio blood Bruno Cardinals Chorus Clown Comp conjuring conjuring books cunning Cursed damn'd Demogorgon devil Dick Doctor Faustus doth Duke Dyce Dyce's edition Elizabethan Emperor English Enter FAUSTUS Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS Evil Exeunt Exit FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS Faustus hath fetch four-and-twenty Fred Friar Fustian German German Emperor Grace heaven Helen Helen of Greece hell holy horns horse Horse-C HORSE-COURSER Knight later editions later quartos lord Lucifer magic magician Maledicat Dominus Marlowe Marlowe's Marlowe's Faustus Mart Master Doctor means Meph Mephistophilis never old editions omitted paramour passage play poet Pope pray quartos Ralph repent Robin scene Schol sense Shaks shape sirrah speak spirits stage-direction Sweet Mephistophilis Tamburlaine tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thy soul unto Wittenberg word Zounds
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 52 - 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.
Seite 50 - 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!
Seite 15 - Abjure this magic, turn to God again!" Ay, and Faustus will turn to God again. To God? he loves thee not; The god thou serv'st is thine own appetite, Wherein is...
Seite 50 - You stars that reigned at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted Death and Hell, Now draw up Faustus like a foggy mist...
Seite 47 - Though my heart pants and quivers to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years, O, would I had never seen Wittenberg, never read book ! And what wonders I have done, all Germany can witness, yea, all the world...
Seite 11 - O, by aspiring pride and insolence ; For which God threw him from the face of heaven.
Seite 4 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command. Emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man. A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, try thy brains to gain a deity.
Seite 51 - O, no end is limited to damned souls ! Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or why is this immortal that thou hast? Ah, Pythagoras' metempsychosis ! were that true, This soul should fly from me, and I be changed Unto some brutish beast!
Seite 44 - 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.
Seite 11 - Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who 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 a terror to my fainting soul ! Faust.