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All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
change thy mind.
tus shall be damn'd?
prove the contrary,
me one, for I will have one.
till I come: I'll fetch thee a wife in the devil's name.
[Exit. - Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with a Devil drest
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. I'll cull thee out the fairest courtesans, And bring them every morning to thy bed: She whom thine eye shall like, thy heart shall
have, Be she as chaste as was Penelope, As wise as Saba, or as beautiful As was bright Lucifer before his fall. Hold, take this book, peruse it thoroughly:
[Gives book. The iterating of these lines brings gold; The framing of this circle on the ground Brings whirlwinds, tempests, thunder, and
lightning; Pronounce this thrice devoutly to thyself, And men in armor shall appear to thee, Ready to execute what thou desir'st.
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.
[Turns to them. 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.
[Turns to them. Faust. Nay, let me have one book more,
and then I have done,—wherein I might
grow upon the earth.
[Turns to them. Faust. When I behold the heavens, then I
repent, And curse thee, wicked Mephistophilis, Because thou hast depriv'd me of those joys. Meph. Why, Faustus, Thinkest thou heaven is such a glorious
thing? I tell thee, 'tis not half so fair as thou, Or any man that breathes on earth. Faust. How prov'st thou that? Meph. 'Twas made for man, therefore is
man more excellent. Faust. If it were made for man, 'twas made
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 a
spirit? Be I a devil, yet God may pity me; Ay, God will pity me, if I repent. E. Ang. Ay, but Faustus never shall repent.
[Ereunt Angels. Faust. My heart's so harden'd, I cannot
repent: Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or
heaven, But fearful echoes thunder in mine ears, “Faustus, thou art damn’d !" then swords,
and knives, Poison, guns, halters, and envenom'd steel Are laid before me to despatch myself; And long ere this I should have slain myself,
Had not sweet pleasure conquer'd deep Faust. Well, I am answered. Tell me who despair.
made the world? Have not I made blind Homer sing to me Meph. I will not. Of Alexander's love and Enon's death? Faust. Sweet Mephistophilis, tell me. And hath not he, that built the walls of Meph. Move me not, for I will not tell thee. Thebes
Faust. Villain, have I not bound thee to With ravishing sound of his melodious harp, tell me anything? Made music with my Mephistophilis ? Meph. Ay, that is not against our kingdom; Why should I die, then, or basely despair! but this is. Think thou on hell, Faustus, I am resolv’d; Faustus shall ne'er repent.- for thou art damned. Come, Mephistophilis
, let us dispute again, Faust. Think, Faustus, upon God that made And argue of divine astrology.
the world. Tell me, are there many heavens above the Meph. Remember this.
· [Erit. moon?
Faust. Ay, go, accursed spirit, to ugly hell! Are all celestial bodies but one globe, 'Tis thou hast damn’d distressed Faustus' As is the substance of this centric earth?
soul. Meph. As are the elements, such are the Is't not too late? spheres,
Re-enter Good Angel and Evil Angel Mutually folded in each other's orb,
E. Ang. Too late. And, Faustus,
Never too late, if Faustus can reAll jointly move upon one axletree, Whose terminus is term'd the world's wide pent. pole;
E. Ang. If thou repent, devils shall tear
thee in pieces. Nor are the names of Saturn, Mars, or Jupiter
G. Ang. Repent, and they shall never raze Feign'd, but are erring stars.
[Exeunt Angels. Faust. But, tell me, have they all one mo
Faust. Ah, Christ, my Saviour, tion, both situ et tempore?
Seek to save distressed Faustus' soul! Meph. All jointly move from east to west Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and in twenty-four hours upon the poles of
MEPHISTOPHILIS the world; but differ in their motion
Luc. Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is upon the poles of the zodiac.
just: Faust. Tush,
There's none but I have interest in the same, These slender trifles Wagner can decide: Faust. 0, who art thou that look'st so terHath Mephistophilis no greater skill?
rible? Who knows not the double motion of the Luc. I am Lucifer, planets ?
And this is my companion-prince in hell. The first is finish'd in a natural day;
Faust. 0, Faustus, they are come to fetch The second thus; as Saturn in thirty years;
away thy soul! Jupiter in twelve; Mars in four; the Luc. We come to tell thee thou dost inSun, Venus, and Mercury in a year; jure us; the Moon in twenty-eight days. Tush, Thou talk'st of Christ, contrary to thy these are freshmen's suppositions. But, promise: tell me, hath every sphere a dominion
Thou shouldst not think of God: think of or intelligentia?
the devil, Meph. Ay.
And of his dam too. Faust. How many heavens or spheres are Faust. Nor will I henceforth: pardon me there?
in this, Meph. Nine; the seven planets, the firma- And Faustus vows never to look to heaven,
ment, and the empyreal heaven. Never to name God, or to pray to Him, Faust. Well resolve me in this question; To burn his Scriptures, slay his ministers,
why have we not conjunctions, opposi- And make my spirits pull his churches down. tions, aspects, eclipses, all at one time, Luc. Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. but in some years we have more, in some Faustus, we are come from hell to show thee less ?
some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt Meph. Per inæqualem motum respectu see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in totius.
their proper shapes.
Faust. That sight will be as pleasing
unto me, As Paradise was to Adam, the first day Of his creation. Luc. Talk not of Paradise nor creation;
but mark this show: talk of the devil, and nothing else.—Come away!
wish to you.
(A long interval, during which Faustus has
many marvelous adventures in all parts of the world]
Enter WAGNER Wag. I think my master means to die
shortly, For he hath given to me all his goods: And yet, methinks, if that death were near, He would not banquet, and carouse, and swill Amongst the students, as even now he doth, Who are at supper with such belly-cheer As Wagner ne'er beheld in all his life. See, where they come! belike the feast is ended.
[Exit. Enter Faustus with two or three Scholars,
and MEPHISTOPHILIS First Schol. Master Doctor Faustus, since
our conference about fair ladies, which was the beautifulest in all the world, we have determined with ourselves that Helen of Greece was the admirablest lady that ever lived: therefore, Master Doctor, if you will do us that favor, 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, And Faustus' custom is not to deny The just requests of those that wish him well You shall behold that peerless dame of
Greece, No otherways for pomp and 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, and Helen passeth over the
stage] Sec. Schol. Too simple is my wit to tell her
praise, Whom all the world admires for majesty. Third Schol. No marvel though the angry
Greeks pursu'd With ten years' war the rape of such a queen, Whose heavenly beauty passeth all compare.
First Schol. Since we have seen the pride of
Nature's works, And only paragon of excellence, Let us depart; and for this glorious deed Happy and blest be Faustus evermore! Faust. Gentlemen, farewell: the same I
[E.reunt Scholars. Enter an Old Man Old Man. Ah, Doctor Faustus, that I might
prevail To guide thy steps unto the way of life, By which sweet path thou mayst attain the
goal That shall conduct thee to celestial rest! Break heart, drop blood, and mingle it with
tears, Tears falling from repentant heaviness Of thy most vile and loathsome filthiness, The stench whereof corrupts the inward soul With such flagitious crimes of heinous sin As no commiseration may expel, But mercy, Faustus, of thy Saviour sweet, Whose blood alone must wash away thy
guilt. Faust. Where are thou, Faustus? wretch,
what hast thou done? Damn'd art thou, Faustus, damn'd; despair
and die! Hell calls for right, and with a roaring voice Says, “Faustus, come; thine hour is almost
come"; And Faustus now will come to do thee right.
[Mephistophilis gives him a dagger. Old Man. Ah, stay, good Faustus, stay thy
desperate steps! I see an angel hovers 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. Ah, my sweet friend, I feel Thy words to comfort my distressed soul! Leave me a while to ponder on my sins. Old Man. I go, sweet Faustus; but with
heavy cheer, Fearing the ruin of thy hopeless soul.
Erit. Faust. Accursed Faustus, where is mercy
I do repent; and yet I do despair:
breast: What shall I do to shun the snares of death? Meph. Thou traitor, Faustus, I arrest thy
soul For disobedience to my sovereign lord: Revolt, or I'll in piecemeal tear thy flesh.
Faust. Sweet Mephistophilis, entreat thy That from thy soul exclud’st the grace of lord
heaven, To pardon my unjust presumption,
And fly'st the throne of his tribunal-seat! And with my blood again I will confirm
Enter Devils My former vow I made to Lucifer. Meph. Do it, then, quickly, with unfeigned Satan begins to sift me with his pride :
As in this furnace God shall try my faith, Lest greater danger do attend thy drift. My faith, vile hell, shall triumph over thee; Faust. Torment, sweet friend, that base and Ambitious fiends, see how the heavens smile crooked age,
At your repulse, and laugh your state to That durst dissuade me from thy Lucifer,
scorn! With greatest torments that our hell affords. Hence, hell! for hence I fly unto my God. Meph. His faith is great; I cannot touch his [Exeunt-on one side, Devils, on the other, soul;
Enter FAUSTUS, with Scholars
Faust. Ah, gentlemen! To glut the longing of my heart's desire,
First Schol. What ails Faustus? That I might have unto my paramour
Faust. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had That heavenly Helen which I saw of late,
I lived with thee, then had I lived still! Whose sweet embracings may extinguish
but now I die eternally. Look, comes
he not? comes he not? clean
Sec. Schol. What means Faustus? Those thoughts that do dissuade me from my
Third Schol. Belike he is grown into some vow,
sickness by being over-solitary. And keep mine oath I made to Lucifer.
First Schol. If it be so, we'll have physiMeph. Faustus, this, or what else thou shalt
cians to cure him.- 'Tis but a surfeit; desire,
never fear, man, Shall be perform'd in twinkling of an eye.
Faust. A surfeit of deadly sin, that hath Re-enter HELEN
damned both body and soul. Faust. Was this the face that launch'd a Sec. Schol. Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven; thousand ships,
remember God's mercies are infinite. And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ?- Faust. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a pardoned: the serpent that tempted kiss.
Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it Ah, gentlemen, hear me with patience, flies !
and tremble not at my speeches! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Though my heart pants and quivers to Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, remember that I have been a student And all is dross that is not Helena.
here these thirty years, 0, would I had I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
seen Wertenberg, never read Instead of Troy, shall Wertenberg be sack'd; book! and what wonders I have done, And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
all Germany can witness, yea, all the And wear thy colors on my plumed crest;
world; for which Faustus hath lost both Yes, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
Germany and the world, yea, heaven And then return to Helen for a kiss.
itself, heaven, the seat of God, the 0, thou art fairer than the evening air
throne of the blessed, the kingdom of Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
joy; and must remain in hell for ever, Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
hell, ah, hell, for ever! Sweet friends, When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
what shall become of Faustus, being in More lovely than the monarch of the sky
hell for ever? In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms;
Third Schol. Yet, Faustus, call on God. And none but thou shalt be my paramour! Faust. On God, whom Faustus hath ab
[E.reunt. jured! on God, whom Faustus hath Enter the Old Man
blasphemed! Ah, my God, I would Old Man. Accursed Faustus, miserable weep! but the devil draws in my tears.
Gush forth blood, instead of tears! yea,
life and soul! O, he stays my tongue! O, I'll leap up to my God!-Who pulls me I would lift up my hands; but see, they down ?hold them, they hold them!
See, see, where Christ's blood streams in the All. Who, Faustus?
firmament! Faust. Lucifer and Mephistophilis. Ah, One drop would save my soul, half a drop:
gentlemen, I gave them my soul for my ah, my Christ! cunning!
Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my All. God forbid !
Christ! Faust. God forbade it, indeed; but Faustus Yet will I call on him: 0, spare me, Luci
hath done it: for vain pleasure of twen- fer!ty-four years hath Faustus lost eternal Where is it now? 'tis gone: and see, where joy and felicity. I writ them a bill with God mine own blood; the date is expired; Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful
the time will come, and he will fetch me. brows! First Schol. Why did not Faustus tell us Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall of this before, that divines might have
on me, prayed for thee?
And hide me from the heavy wrath of God! Faust. Oft have I thought to have done so; No, No!
but the devil threatened to tear me in Then will I headlong run into the earth: pieces, if I named God, to fetch both Earth, gape! O, no, it will not harbor me! body and soul, if I once gave ear to You stars that reign'd at my nativity, divinity: and now 'tis too late. Gentle- Whose influence hath allotted death and hell
men, away, lest you perish with me. Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Sec. Schol. O, what shall we do to save Into the entrails of yon laboring clouds, Faustus?
That, when you vomit forth into the air, Faust. Talk not of me, but save yourselves, My limbs may issue from your smoky and depart.
mouths, Third Schol. God will strengthen me; I So that my soul may but ascend to heaven! will stay with Faustus.
[The clock strikes the half-hour. First Schol. Tempt not God, sweet friend; Ah, half the hour is past ! 'twill all be past
but let us into the next room, and there pray for him.
O God, Faust. Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and If thou wilt not have mercy on my soul,
what noise soever ye hear, come not Yet for Christ's sake, whose blood hath ran
unto me, for nothing can rescue me. Sec. Schol. Pray thou, and we will pray Impose some end to my incessant pain;
that God may have mercy upon thee. Let Faust us live in hell a thousand years, Faust. Gentlemen, farewell: if I live till A hundied thousand, and at last be sav’d.
morning, I'll visit you; if not, Faustus 0, no end is limited to damned souls! is gone to hell.
Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? ANI. Faustus, farewell.
Or why is this immortal that thou hast ? (Ereunt Scholars—The clock strikes eleven. Ah, Pythagoras' metem psychosis, were that Faust. Ah, Faustus.
true, Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, This soul should fly from me, and I be And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! chang'd Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Unto some brutish beast! all beasts are heaven,
happy, That time may cease, and midnight never For, when they die, come;
Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make But mine must live still to be plagu'd in hell. Perpetual day; or let this hour be but Curs'd be the parents that engender'd me! A year, a month, a week, a natural day, No, Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer That Faustus may repent and save his soul ! That hath depriv'd 'thee of the joys of O lente, lente currite, noctis equi!
heaven. The stars move still, time runs, the clock
[The clock strikes twelve. will strike,
0, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to The devil will come, and Faustus must be air, damn'd.
Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell!