Doctor; now you have sent away my guests, I pray who shall pay me for my a— LADY. My lord, [Exit Hostess. We are much beholden to this learned man, DUKE. So are we, madam; which we will re compense 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: MEPHOSTOPHILIS 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, MEPHOSTOPHILIS, and two or three SCHOLARS. 1 SCHо. 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 unfeign'd, The just request of those that wish him well: Than when Sir Paris cross'd the seas with her, [Music sounds. Mephostophilis brings in Helen; she passeth over the stage. 2 SCHO. Was this fair Helen, whose admired worth Made Greece with ten years' war afflict poor Troy? 3 SCHо. Too simple is my wit to tell her worth, Whom all the world admires for majesty. 1 SCHO. Now we have seen the pride of Nature's work, We'll take our leave; and for this blessed sight, [Exeunt Scholars. FAUST. Gentlemen, farewell: the same 1 wish to you. Enter un OLD MAN. OLD MAN. O, gentle Faustus! leave this damned art, This magic, that will charm thy soul to hell; It may be this my exhortation Seems harsh, and all unpleasant; let it not; For, gentle son, I speak it not in wrath, And so have hope that this my kind rebuke, [Mephostophilis gives him a dagger. Hell claims his right, and with a roaring voice Says, "Faustus, come, thine hour is almost come;" I see an angel hover o'er thy head, FAUST. O 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, 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. MEPH. 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, MEPH. This, or what else my Faustus shall desire, Shall be perform'd in twinkling of an eye. Enter HELEN again, passing over between two FAUST. 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. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, In wanton Arethusa's azure arms; And none but thou shalt be my paramour! [Exeunt. |