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Doctor; now you have sent away my guests, I pray
who shall pay me for my a [Erit Hostes.
LADY. My lord,
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.
[Ertunt.

SCENE II.

Thunder and Lightning. Enter Devils with corered

Dishes: MEPHostop Hills leads them into Faus

tus'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. [Erit.

SCENE III.

Enter Faustus, MEP Hostop Hills, and two or three Schola Rs. 1 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. FA Ust. Gentlemen, For that I know your friendship is unfeign'd, 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 cross'd the seas with her, And brought the spoils to rich Dardania: Be silent then, for danger is in words. [Music sounds. Mephootophilis 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 2 3 Scho. 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, Happy and bless'd be Faustus evermore. [Ereunt Scholars. Faust. Gentlemen, farewell: the same l wish to you. 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 perséver 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 heav'n;
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 rebeke,
Checking thy body, may amend thy soul.
Faust. Where art thou, Faustus? wretch! what
hast thou done?
[Mephostophilis 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. O friend I feel thy words to comfort my
distressed soul;

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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. [Erit. Faust. Accursed Faustus! wretch what hast thou done 7

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 2
MEPH. 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 Mephostophilis, 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.
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,
Whose sweet embraces may extinguish clear
Those thoughts that do dissuade me from my vow,
And keep my vow I made to Lucifer.
Meph. This, or what else my Faustus shall desire,
Shall be perform'd in twinkling of an eye.

2nter H E LEN again, passing over between two
Cupids.

* FA Us F. Was this the face that launch'd a thousand

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ships,

And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul! see where it flies;
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heav'n 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.

TOh! thou art fairer than the evening 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 azure arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour ! [Ereunt.

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