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Faust. Ah, gentlemen. [The text then proceeds as in ed. 1604; but after l. 63,
when the scholars retire, the following additions
are found :Meph. I, Faustus, now thou hast no hope of heaven; Therefore despair ; think only upon hell, For that must be thy mansion, there to dwell.
Faust. O thou bewitching fiend ! 'twas thy temptation Hath robb’d me of eternal happiness!
Meph. I do confess it, Faustus, and rejoice: 'Twas I that, when thou wert i' the way to heaven, Damm'd up thy passage ; when thou took'st the book To view the Scriptures, then I turned the leaves, And led thine eye. What, weep'st thou? 'tis too late ; despair ! Farewell ! Fools that will laugh on earth must weep in hell. (Exit. Enter Good ANGEL and Evil ANGEL at several doors.
Good Ang. O Faustus ! if thou hadst given ear to me,
Evil Ang. Gave ear to me,
Good Ang. O, what will all thy riches, pleasures, pomps, Avail thee now?
Evil. Ang. Nothing, but vex thee more,
Good Ang. O, thou hast lost celestial happiness,
Hadst thou kept on that way, Faustus, behold,
[Music, while a throne descends. In what resplendent glory thou hadst sit In yonder throne, like those bright-shining saints, And triumph'd over hell! That hast thou lost; And now, poor soul, must thy good angel leave thee : The jaws of hell are open to receive thee.
[Exit. The throne ascends. Evil Ang. Now, Faustus, let thine eyes with horror stare
[Hell is discovered.
Faust. O, I have seen enough to torture me!
[Exit. Hell disappears. [SCENE XVIa.) At the close of SCENE XVI. in ed. 1616 follows a scene
which I suppose to have been written by Marlowe :
Enter Scholars. First Schol. Come, gentlemen, let us go visit Faustus, For such a dreadful night was never seen; Since first the world's creation did begin, Such fearful shrieks and cries were never heard : Pray Heaven the doctor have escap'd the danger. Sec. Schol. O help us, Heaven! see, here are Faustus'
limbs, All torn asunder by the hand of death! Third Schol. The devils whom Faustus serv'd have
torn him thus;
BALLAD OF FAUSTUS.
“A ballad of the life and death of Doctor Faustus the great congerer," perhaps sounded on Marlowe's play, was licensed to be printed 28th February 1588. It was perhaps the ballad printed below from the Roxburghe Collection. The judgment of God shewed upon one John Faustus, Doctor in
Tune of Fortune my Foe.
The devil in fryars weeds appear'd to me, And streight to my request he did agree, That I might have all things at my desire : I gave him soul and body for his hire. Twice did I make my tender flesh to bleed, Twice with my blood I wrote the devils deed, Twice wretchedly I soul and body sold, To live in peace and do what things I would. For four and twenty years this bond was made, And at the length my soul was truly paid ! Time ran away, and yet I never thought How dear my soul our Saviour Christ had bought. Would I at first been made a beast by kind ! Then had not I so vainly set my mind; Or would, when reason first began to bloom, Some darksome den had been my deadly tomb ! Woe to the day of my nativity! Woe to the time that once did foster me ! And woe unto the hand that seal'd the bill ! Woe to myself, the cause of all my ill ! The time I passed away, with much delight, 'Mongst princes, peers, and many a worthy knight : I wrought such wonders by my magick skill, That all the world may talk of Faustus still. The devil he carried me up into the sky, Where I did see how all the world did lie;
1 "Another copy of this ballad in the British Museum,-Ballads, &c., 643, m.10,-has, pleasure.'"-Dyce.