Ay, and Faustus will turn to God again. The god thou serv'st is thine own appetite, 1 Meph. But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; For that security craves great Lucifer. If thou deny it, I will back to hell. Faust. Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me what good will my soul do thy lord? Meph. Enlarge his kingdom. Faust. Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? Meph. Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris." Faust. Have you any pain that torture others? Meph. As great as have the human souls of men. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? Faust. [Stabbing his arm.] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper3 blood View Lere the blood that trickles from mine arm, Write it in manner of a deed of gift. Faust. Ay, so I will [Writes]. But, Mephistophilis, My blood congeals, and I can write no more. Meph. I'll fetch the fire to dissolve it straight. Come, come, Mephistophilis!' [Exit. It is a consolation to the miserable to have had companions in their misery.' 3 proper-own; Lat. proprius, one's own. Faust. What might the staying of my blood portend? Is it unwilling I should write this bill? Then write again, Faustus gives to thee his soul, Meph. Here's fire; come, Faustus, set it on. Faust. So, now the blood begins to clear again; Now will I make an end immediately. Meph. Oh, what will not I do to obtain his Soul [Aside. Faust. Consummatum est; this bill is ended, And Faustus hath bequeath'd his soul to Lucifer. But what is this inscription on mine arm? Homo fuge:3 whither should I fly? If unto God, He'll throw me down to hell. My senses are deceiv'd; here's nothing writ:I see it plain; here in this place is writ, Homo fuge: yet shall not Faustus fly, Meph. I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind. [Aside, and then exit. Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with Devils, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart. Faust. Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show? Meph. Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal, And to show thee what magic can perform. Faust. But may I raise up spirits when I please? Meph. Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. Faust. Then there's enough for a thousand souls. Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescribed between us both. Meph. Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! Faust. Then hear me read them. [Reads.] On these conditions following:-First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring him whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape soever he pleases. I, John Faustus, of Wertenberg, Doctor, by these presents, do give both body and soul to Lucifer, prince of the east, and his minister Mephistophilis; and furthermore grant unto them that, twenty-four years being expired, the articles above written inviolate, full power to fetch or carry the said John Faustus, body and soul, flesh, blood, or goods, into their habitation wheresoever. By me, John Faustus. Meph. Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? Faust. Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on't! Meph. Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. Faust. First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell? Meph. Under the heavens. Faust. Ay, but whereabout? Meph. Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortur'd and remain for ever: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, All places shall be hell that are not heaven, Meph. Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. Faust. Why, think'st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn'd? Meph. Ay, of necessity, for here's the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. Faust. Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond' to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives' tales. Meph. But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn'd, and am now in hell. Faust. How! now in hell! Nay, an this be hell, I'll willingly be damn'd here: But, leaving off this, let me have a wife, Meph. How! a wife! I prithee, Faustus, talk not of a wife. Faust. Nay, sweet Mephistophilis, fetch me one; for I will have one. name. Meph. Well, thou wilt have one! Sit there till I come: I'll fetch thee a wife in the devil's [Exit. Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with a Devil dressed like a Woman, with fireworks. Meph. Tell me, Faustus, how dost thou like thy wife? Faust. A plague on her! Meph Tut, Faustus, Marriage is but a ceremonial toy; If thou lovest me, think no more of it. And curse thee, wicked Mephistophilis, Thinkest thou heaven is such a glorious thing? Meph. 'Twas made for man, therefore is man more excellent. Faust. If it were made for man, 'twas made for me: I will renounce this magic and repent. Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. G. Ang. Faustus, repent; yet God will pity thee. E. Ang. Thou art a spirit; God cannot pity thee. Faust. Who buzzeth in mine ears I am spirit? Be I a devil, yet God may pity me; E. Ang. Ay, but Faustus never shall repent. Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven, Poison, guns, halters, and envenom'd steel She whom thine eye shall like, thy heart shall Tell me, are there many heavens above the moon? have, Be she as chaste as was Penelope, As wise as Saba,2 or as beautiful As was bright Lucifer before his fall. Pronounce this thrice devoutly to thyself, Faust. Thanks, Mephistophilis: yet fain would I have a book wherein I might behold all spells and incantations, that I might raise up spirits when I please. Meph. Here they are in this book. Faust. Now would I have a book where I might see all characters and planets of the heavens, that I might know their motions and dispositions. Meph. Here they are too. Faust. Nay, let me have one book more,-and then I have done,-wherein I might see all plants, herbs, and trees, that grow upon the earth. Meph. Here they be. Faust. O thou art deceived. Meph. Tut, I warrant thee. Faust. When I behold the heavens, then I repent, Are all celestial bodies but one globe, As is the substance of this centric earth? Meph. As are the elements, such are the spheres, Mutually folded in each other's orb,|| All jointly move upon one axletree, Faust. Tush, These slender trifles Wagner can decide: Faust. Sweet Mephistophilis, tell me. Meph. Move me not, for I will not tell thee. Faust. Villain, have I not bound thee to tell me anything? Meph. Ay, that is not against our kingdom; but this is. Think thou on hell, Faustus, for thou art damned. Faust. Think, Faustus, upon God that made the world. Re-enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. E. Ang. Too late. G. Ang. Never too late, if Faustus can repent. E. Ang. If thou repent, devils shall tear thee in pieces. skin. G. Ang. Repent, and they shall never raze thy Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. Luc. Christ cannot save thy soul, for He is just: There's none but I have interest in the same. Faust. Oh, who art thou that look'st so terrible? And this is my companion-prince in hell. Faust. Oh, Faustus, they are come to fetch away thy soul! Luc. We come to tell thee thou dost injure us; Thou talk'st of Christ, contrary to thy promise: Thou shouldst not think of God: think of the devil, And of his dem too. die, and I live alone! then thou shouldst see how fat I would be. But must thou sit, and I stand? Come down, with a vengeance! Faust. Away, envious rascal!-What art thou, the fifth? Glut. Who I, sir? I am Gluttony. My parents are all dead, and the devil a penny they have left me, but a bare pension, and that is thirty meals a-day and ten bevers,-a small trifle to suffice nature. Oh, I come of a royal parentage! My grandfather was a Gammon of Bacon, my grandmother a Hogshead of Claret-wine; my godfathers were these, Peter Pickle-herring and Martin Martlemas-beef. Oh, but my godmother, she was a jolly gentlewoman, and well-beloved in every good town and city; her name was Mistress Margery March-beer. Now, Faustus, thou hast heard all my progeny; wilt thou bid me to supper? Faust. No, I'll see thee hanged: thou wilt eat up all my victuals. Glut. Then the devil choke thee! Faust. Choke thyself, glutton!-What art thou, the sixth? bons Sloth. I am Sloth. I was begotten on a sunny Faust. Nor will I henceforth: pardon me in bank, where I have lain ever since; and you this, And Faustus vows never to look to heaven, Luc. Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. Faustus, we are come from hell to show thee some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in their proper shapes. Faust. That sight will be as pleasing unto me, Luc. Talk not of Paradise nor creation; but mark this show: talk of the devil, and nothing else.-Come away! Enter the Seven Deadly Sins. Now, Faustus, examine them of their several names and dispositions. Faust. What art thou, the first? Pride. I am Pride. I disdain to have any parents. I am like to Ovid's flea; I can creep into every corner of a wench; sometimes, like a periwig, I sit upon he brow; or, like a fan of leathers, I kiss he lips; indeed, I do-what do I not? But, fie, what a scent is here! I'll not speak another word, except the ground were perfumed, and covered with cloth of arras. Faust. What art thou, the second? Coretam Covetousness, begotten of an old churl, an old leathern bag: and, might I have my wish, I would desire that this house and all the people in it were turned to gold, that I might lock you up in my good chest. Oh, my sweet gold! Faust. What art thou, the third ? Wrath. I am Wrath. I had neither father nor mother: I leapt out of a lion's mouth when I was scarce half-an-hour old; and ever since I have run up and down the world with this case of rapiers, wounding myself when I had nobody to fight withal. I was born in hell; and look to it, for some of you shall be my father. Faust. What art thou, the fourth Enry. I am Envy, begotten of a chimneysweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt. I am lean with seeing others eat. Oh that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might have done me great injury to bring me from thence: let me be carried thither again by Gluttony and Lechery. I'll not speak another word for a king's ransom. Faust What are you, Mistress Minx, the seventh and last? Lechery. Who I, sir? and the first letter of my name begins with L. Fuust. Away, to hell, to hell! [Excunt the Sins. Luc. Now, Faustus, how dost thou like this? Faust. Oh, this feeds my soul! Luc. Tut, Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight. Faust. Oh, might I see hell, and return again, How happy were I then! Luc. Thou shalt; I will send for thee at midnight. In meantime take this book; peruse it throughly, Faust. Great thanks, mighty Lucifer! 134 Quarter the town in four equivalents: Meph. Faustus, I have; and, because we will not be unprovided, I have taken up his Holiness' privy-chamber for our use. Faust. I hope his Holiness will bid us wel With winding banks that cut it in two parts; Within whose walls such store of ordnance are, Faust. Now, by the kingdoms of infernal rule, Of Styx, of Acheron, and the fiery lake Of ever-burning Phlegethon, I swear Sound a Sonnet. Enter the POPE and the CARDINAL OF LORRAIN to the banquet, with Friars attending. Pope. My Lord of Lorrain, will't please you draw near? Faust. Fall to, and the devil choke you, an you spare! Pope. How now! who's that which spake?Friars, look about. First Friar. Here's nobody, if it like your Holiness. Pope. My lord, here is a dainty dish was sent me from the Bishop of Milan. Faust. I thank you, sir. [Snatches the dish. Pope. How now! who's that which snatched the meat from me?-Will no man look? My lord, this dish was sent me from the cardinal of Flo [Snatches the cup. C. of Lor. My lord, it may be some ghost, newly crept out of Purgatory, come to beg a pardon of your Holiness. Pope. It may be so.-Friars, prepare a dirge to lay the fury of this ghost.-Once again, my lord, fall to. [The POPE crosses himself. Faust. What! are you crossing of yourself? Well, use that trick no more, I would advise you. [The POPE crosses himself again. Well, there's the second time. Aware the third; I give you fair warning. [The POPE crosses himself again, and FAUSTUS hits him a box on the ear; and they all run away. Come on, Mephistophilis; what shall we do? Meph. Nay, I know not: we shall be cursed with bell, book, and candle. Faust. How! bell, book, and candle,-candle, book, and bell, Forward and backward, to curse Faustus to and an ass bray, Because it is Saint Peter's holiday. Re-enter all the Friars to sing the Dirge. Meph. Nay, Faustus, stay: I know you'd fain business with good devotion. see the Pope, And take some part of holy Peter's feast, And by their folly make us merriment. Then charm me, that I May be invisible, to do what I please, Unseen of any whilst I stay in Rome. then They sing. Cursed be he that stole away his Holiness' meat from the table! maledicat Dominus! 2 Cursed be he that struck his Holiness a blow on the face! maledicat Dominus! Cursed be he that took Friar Sandelo a blow on the pate! maledicat Dominus! Cursed be he that disturbeth our holy dirge! maledicat Dominus! Cursed be he that took away his Holiness' wine! [MEPHISTOPHILIS charms him. maledicat Dominus! Meph. So, Faustus; now Do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be discern'd. 1 Trier-Triers. 2 During the middle ages Virgil was regarded as a great magician. Petrarch describes the exploit mentioned above in his Itinerarium Syriacum. 3 St. Mark's Church in Venice. 4 Styx, Acheron, and Phlegethon, all rivers of the infernal regions. 5 summum bonum-chief good.' 6 compass-obtain. Et omnes Sancti! Amen! [MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUS beat the Friars, and fling fireworks among them; and so exeunt. Enter Chorus. Chor. When Faustus had with pleasure ta'en the view 1 Sonnet, also Sennet, Signet, Cynet, &c-A particular set of notes on the trumpet, or cornet, different from a flourish.-NARES. 2 May the Lord curse him!' 3' And all the saints!' Of rarest things, and royal courts of kings, I leave untold; your eyes shall see['t] perform'd. [Exit. Enter ROBIN the Ostler, with a book in his hand. Robin. Oh, this is admirable! here I ha' stolen one of Dr. Faustus' conjuring-books, and, i' faith, I mean to search some circles for my own use. Now will I make all the maidens in our parish dance at my pleasure, before me. Enter RALPH, calling ROBIN. Ralph. Robin, prithee, come away; there's a gentleman tarries to have his horse, and he would have his things rubbed and made clean. He keeps such a chafing with my mistress about it; and she has sent me to look thee out; prithee, come away. Robin. Keep out, keep out, or else you are blown up, you are dismembered, Ralph: keep out, for I am about a roaring piece of work. Ralph. Come, what doest thou with that same book? Thou canst not read! Robin. Yes, my master and mistress shall find that I can read, he for his forehead, she for her private study she's born to bear with me, or else my art fails Ralph. Why, Robin, what book is that? Robin. What book! why, the most intolerable book for conjuring that e'er was invented by any brimstone devil. Ralph. Canst thou conjure with it? Robin. I can do all these things easily with it: first, I can make thee drunk with ippocras1 at any tabern2 in Europe for nothing; that's one of my conjuring works. Ralph. Our Master Parson says that's nothing. Robin. No more, sweet Ralph: let's go and make clean our boots, which lie foul upon our hands, and then to our conjuring in the devil's name. 0 [Exeunt. Enter EMPEROR, FAUSTUS, and a Knight, with 0 Attendants. Emp. Master Doctor Faustus, I have heard strange report of thy knowledge in the black art, how that none in my empire nor in the whole world can compare with thee for the rare effects of magic; they say thou hast a familiar spirit, by whom thou canst accomplish what thou list. This, therefore, is my request, that thou let me see some proof of thy skill, that mine eyes may be witnesses to confirm what mine ears have say. As I was sometime solitary set Faust. My gracious lord, I am ready to accomplish your request, so far forth as by art and power of my spirit I am able to perform. Knight. I' faith, that's just nothing at all. [Aside. Faust. But, if it like your grace, it is not in my ability to present before your eyes the true substantial bodies of those two deceased princes, which long since are consumed to dust. Knight. Ay, marry, Master Doctor, now there's a sign of grace in you, when you will confess the truth. [Aside. Faust. But such spirits as can lively resemble Alexander and his paramour shall appear before your grace, in that manner that they best lived in, in their most flourishing estate; which I doubt not shall sufficiently content your imperial majesty. Emp. Go to, Master Doctor; let me see them presently. Knight. Do you hear, Master Doctor? You bring Alexander and his paramour before the Emperor! Faust. How then, sir? Knight. I' faith, that's as true as Diana turned me to a stag. Faust. No, sir, but, when Acteon died, he left the horns for you. Mephistophilis, be gone. Exit MEPHISTOPHILIS. Knight. Nay, an you go to conjuring, I'll be gone. [Exit. Faust. I'll meet with you anon for interrupting me so. Here they are, my gracious lord. Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with Spirits in the shapes of ALEXANDER and his Paramour. Emp. Master Doctor, I heard this lady, while 1 gesture-bearing, carriage |