The tragicall history of the life and death of Doctor Faustus. Written by Ch. Marklin

THE TRAGEDIE OF Doctor Faustus . Enter Chorus . NOt marching in the fields of Thrasimen , Where Mars did mate the warlicke Carthagens , Nor sporting in the dalliance of loue In Courts of Kings , where state is ouer-turn'd Nor in the pompe of proud audacious déeds , Intends our Muse to vaunt his heauenly verse Onely this , Gentles : we must now performe The forme of Faustus fortunes , good or bad , And now to patient iudgements we appeale , And speake for Faustus in his infancie . Now is he borne , of parents base of stocke , In Germany , within a Towne cal'd Rhodes : At riper yeares to Wittenberg he went , Whereas his kinsmen chiefly brought him vp ; So much he profits in Diuinitie , That shortly he was grac'd with Doctors name , Excelling all , and swéetly can dispute In th'heauenly matters of Theologie , Till swolne with cunning , of a selfe conceit , His waxen wings did mount aboue his reach , And melting , heauens conspir'd his ouer-throw : For falling to a diuellishex ercise , And glutted now with learnings golden gifts , He surfets vpon cursed Necromancie : Nothing so swéet as Magicke is to him ; Which he preferres before his chiefest blisse , And this the man that in his study sits . Faustus in his study . Faust . Settle thy studies Faustus , and begin To sound the depth of that thou wilt professe , Hauing commenc'd , be a Diuine in shew , Yet leuell at the end of euery Art , And liue and die in Aristotles workes . Swéet Analitikes , t is thou hast rauisht me , Bene differere est finis Logicis . Is to dispute well Logickes chiefest end ? Affoords this Art no greater miracle ? Then read no more , thou hast attain'd that end : A greater subiect fitteth Faustus wit : Bid O●●onomy farewell ; and Galen come : Be a 〈…〉 sitian Faustus , heape vp gold , And be e●●niz'd for some wondrous cure : Summum bonum , medicinae sanitas , The end of Physicke is our bodies health : Why Faustus , hast thou not attain'd that end ? Are not thy bils hung vp as monuments , Wherby whole Cities haue escap't the plague , And thousand desperate maladies beene cur'd ? Yet art thou still but Faustus , and a man . Coulost thou make men to liue eternally , Or being dead , raise them to life againe , Then this profession were to be estéem'd . Physicke farewell : where is Iustinian ? Si vna eademque res legatus duobus , Alter rem , alter valorem rei , &c. A petty case of paltry Legacies , Exhereditari filium non potest pater , nisi — Such is the subiect of the institute , And vniuersall body of the law . This study fits a Mercenarie drudge , ●ho aimes at nothing but externall trash , 〈…〉 uile aad illiberall for mée . When all is done , Diuinitie is best : Ieromes Bible Faustus , view it well : Stipendium peccati , mors est : ha , stipendium , &c. The reward of sin is death ? that 's hard : Si peccasse , negamus , fallimur , & nulla est in nobis veritas : If we say that we haue no sinne We deceiue our selues , and there is no truth in vs. Why then belike we must sinne , And so consequently die , I , we must die , an euerlasting death . What doctrine call you this ? Che sera , sera : What will be , shall be ; Diuinitie adeiw . These Metaphisicks of Magitians , And Negromantick bookes are heauenly , Lines , Circles , Letters , Characters : I these are those that Faustus most desires . O what a world of profite and delight , Of power , of honour , and omnipotence , Is promised to the Studious Artizan ? All things that moue betweene the quiet Poles Shall be at my command : Emperors and Kings , Are but obey'd in their seuerall Prouinces : But his dominion that exceeds in this , Stretcheth as farre as doth the mind of man : A sound Magitian is a Demi-god , Heretire my braines to get a Deity . Enter Wagner . Wagner , commend me to my deerest friends , The Germane Valdes and Cornelius , Request them earnestly to visit me . Wag .

I will sir .

Exit . Faust . Their conference will be a greater helpe to me , Then all my labours , plod I ne're so ●●st . Enter the Angell and Spirit . Good A. O Faustus , lay that damned booke aside , And gaze not on it least it tempt thy soule , And heape Gods heauy wrath vpon thy head . Reade , reade the Scriptures : that is blasphemy . Bad A. Go forward Faustus in that famous Art Wherein all natures treasure is contain'd : Be thou on earth as loue is in the skye , Lord and Commander of these elements : Exeunt An. Faust . How am I glutted with conceipt of this ? Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please ? Resolue me of all ambiguities ? Performe what desperate enterprise I will ? I 'le haue them flie to Indian for gold ; Ransacke the Ocean for Orient Pearle , And search all corners of the new-found-world For pleasant fruites , and Princely delicates . I 'le haue them read me strange Philosophy , And tell the secrets of all forraine Kings : I 'le haue them wall all Germany with Brasse , And make swift Rhine , circle faire Wittenberge : I 'le haue them fill the publique Schooles with skill , Wherewith the Students shall be brauely clad . I 'le leauy souldiers with the coyne they bring , And chase the Prince of Parma from our Land , And raigns sole King of all the Prouinces . Yea stranger engines for the brunt of warre . Then was the fiery keele at Anwerpe bridge , I 'le make my seruile spirits to inuent . Come Germane Valdes and Cornelius , And make me blest with your sage conference . Enter Valdes and Cornelius . Valdes , sweets Valdes and Cornelius , Know that your words haue won me at the last . To practise Magicke and concealed Arts. Philosophy is odious and obscure : Both Law and Physicke are for petty wits , 't is magick , magick , that hath rauisht me . Then gentle friends aid me in this attempt , And I , that haue with subtle Sillogismes Grauel'd the Pastors of the Germane Church , And made the flowring pride of Wittenberg ●worne to my Problemes , as th' infernall spirits On sweet Musaeus when he came to hell , Will be as cunning as Agrippa was , Whose shadow made all Europe honour him . Val . Faustus , these bookes , thy wit , and our experience , shall make all Nations to Canonize vs , As Indian Moores , obey their Spanish Lords : So shall the spirits of euery element , B● alwaies seruiceable to vs three : Li●e Lyons shall they guard vs when we please , Like Almaine Rutters with their horsemens staues , Or Lopland Giants trotting by our sides , Sometimes like women or vnwedded Maides : Shadowing more beauty in their Airie browes , Then has the white breasts of the Queene of loue . From Venice shall they drag huge Argosies , And from America the Golden Fleece , That yearely stuff'd old Phillips treasury , If learned Faustus will be resolute . Faust . Valdes , as resolute am I in this , As thou to liue , therefore obiect it not . Corn . The miracles that magick will performe , W● make thee vow to study nothing else . He that is grounded in Astrology , In●●ht with tongues , well seene in Minerals , Hath all the Principles Magick doth require : Then doubt not Faustus but to be renowm'd , And more frequented for this mysterie , Then heeretofore the Delphian Oracle . The spirits tell me they can dry the sea , And fetch the treasure of all forraine wrackes : Yea all the wealth that our fore-fathers hid , Within the massy entrailes of the earth : Then tell me Faustus what shall we three want ? Faust . Nothing Cornelius ; O this cheeres my soule : Come , shew me some demonstrations Magicall , That I may coniure in some bushy Groue , And haue these ioies in full possession . Val . Then hast thee to some solitary Groue , And beare wise Bacons , and Albanus workes , The Hebrew Psalter , and new Testament ; And whatsoeuer else is requisite , We will informe thee e're our conference cease . Cor . Valdes , first let him know the words of Art , And then all other ceremonies learn'd , Faustus may try his cunning by himselfe . Val . First I 'le instruct thee in the rudiments , And then wilt thou be perfecter then I. Faust . Then come and dine with me , and after meate We 'le canuase euery quidditie thereof : For e're I sleep , I 'le try what I can do : This night I 'le coniure tho I die therefore . Exeunt om . Enter two Schollers . 1 Sch. I wonder what 's become of Faustus that was wont To make our schooles ring , with sic probo . Enter Wag . 2 Sch.

That shall we presently know , here comes his boy .

1 Sch.

How now sirra , where 's thy Maister ?

Wag .

God in heauen knowes .

2 Sch.

Why dost not thou know then !

Wag .

Yes , I know , but that followes not .

1 Sch.

Go to sirra , leaue your iesting , & tell vs where he is .

Wag .

That followes not by force of argument , which you , being Licentiats , should stand vpon , therefore acknowledge your errour , and be attentiue .

2 Sch.

Then you will not tell vs ?

Wag .

You are deceiu'd , for I will tell you : yet if you were not dunces , you would neuer aske me such a question : For is he not Corpus naturale ? and is not that Mobile ? Then wherefore should you aske me such a question ? But that I am by nature flegmatique , slow to wrath , & prone to letcherie ( to loue I would say ) it were not for you to come within fortie foot of the place of execution , although I do not doubt but to see you both hangd'd the next Sessions . Thus hauing triumpht ouer you , I will set my countenance like a Precisian , 〈…〉 begin to speake thus : Truely my deere brethren , my Mr. is with in at dinner , with Valdes and Cornelius , as this wine , if it could speake , would informe your Worships : and so the Lord blesse you , preserue you , and keepe you , my deere brethren .

Exit . 1 Sch. O Faustus , then I feare the which I haue long suspected : That thou art falne into that damned Art For which they two are infamous through the world . 2 Sch. Were he a stranger , not allyed to me , The danger of his soule would make me mourne : But come , let vs go , and informe the Rector : It may be his graue counsell may reclaime him . 1 Sch.

I feare me , nothing will reclaime him now .

2 Sch.

Yet let vs see what we can do .

Exeunt . Thunder . Enter Lucifer and 4 deuils , Faustus to them with this speech . Faust . Now that the gloomy shadow of the night , Longing to view Orions drisling looke , Leapes from th'Antarticke world vnto the skie , And dyms the Welkin , with her pitchy breathe : Faustus , begin thine Incantations , And try if deuils will obey thy Hest , Seeing thou hast pray'd and sacrific'd to them . Within this circle is Iehoua's Name , Forward , and backward , Anagramatis'd : Th'abreuiated names of holy Saints , Figures of euery adiunct to the heauens , And Characters of Signes , and euening Starres , By which the spirits are inforc'd to rise : Then feare not Faustus to be resolute And try the vtmost Magicke can performe .

Thunder , Sint mihi Dij Acherontis propitij , valeat numen triplex Iehouae , ignei Aerij , Aquatani spiritus saluete : Orientis Princeps Belzebub , inferni ardentis monarcha & demigorgon , propitiamus vos , vt appareat , & surgat Mephostophilis Dragon , quod tumeraris ; per Iehouam , gehennan , & consecratam aquam , quam nunc spargo ; signumque crucis quod nunc facio ; & per vota nostra ipse nunc surgat nobis dicatis Mephostophilis .

Enter a Deuill . I charge thee to returne , and change thy shape , Thou art too vgly to attend on me : Go and returne an old Franciscan Frier , That holy shape becomes a deuill best . Exit deuill . I see there 's vertue in my heauenly words . Who would not be proficient in this Art ? How pliant is this Mephostophilis ? Full of obedience and humility , Such is the force of Magicke , and my spels . Enter Mephostophilis . Meph .

Now Faustus what wouldst thou haue me do ?

Faust . I charge thee waite vpon me whilst I liue To do what euer Faustus shall command : Be it to make the Moone drop from her Sphere , Or the Ocean to ouerwhelme the world . Meph . I am a seruant to great Lucifer , And may not follow thee without his leaue ; No more then he commands , must we performe . Faust .

Did not he charge thee to appeare to me ?

Meph .

No , I came now hether of mine owne accdrd .

Faust .

Did not my coniuring raise thee ? speake .

Meph . That was the cause , but yet per accident : For when we heare one racke the name of God , Abiure the Scriptures , and his Sauiour Christ : We flye in hope to get his glorious soule ; Nor will we come vnlesse he vse such meanes , Whereby he is in danger to be damn'd : Therefore the shortest cut for coniuring Is stoutly to abiure all godlinesse , And pray deuoutely to the Prince of hell . Faust . So Faustus hath already done , and holds this principle , 〈…〉 is no chiefe but onely Beelzebub : To whom Faustus doth dedicate himselfe . This word Damnation , terrifies not me , For I confound hell in Elizium : My Ghost be with the old Phylosophers . But leauing these vaine trifles of mens soules , Tell me , what is that Lucifer , thy Lord ? Meph .

Arch-regent and Commander of all Spirits .

Faust .

Was not that Lucifer an Angell once ?

Meph .

Yes Faustus , and most deerely lou'd of God .

Faust .

How comes it then that he is Prince of Deuils ?

Meph . O : by aspiring pride and insolence , For which God threw him from the face of heauen . Faust .

And what are you that liue with Lucifer ?

Meph . Vnhappy spirits that liue with Lucifer , Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer , And are for euer damn'd with Lucifer . Faust .

Where are you damn'd ?

Meph .

In hell .

Faust .

How comes it then that thou art out of hell ?

Meph . Why this is hell : nor am I out of it . Think'st thou that I that saw the face of God , And tasted the eternall Ioyes of heauen , Am not tormented with ten thousand hels , In being depriu'd of euerlasting blisse ? O Faustus leaue these friuolous demandes , Which strikes a terror to my fainting soule . Faust . What is great Mephostophilis so passionate For being depriued of the Ioyes of heauen ? Learne thou of Faustus manly fortitude , And scorne those Ioyes thou neuer shalt possesse . Go beare these tydings to great Lucifer , Seeing Faustus hath incur'd eternall death , By desperate thoughts against Ioues Deity : Say he surrenders vp to him his soule , So he will spare him foure and twenty yeares , Letting him liue in all voluptuousnesse , Hauing thee euer to attend on me , To giue me whatsoeuer I shall aske ; To tell me whatsoeuer I demand : To slay mine enemies , and to aid my friends , And alwaies be obedient to my will . Go , and returne to mighty Lucifer , And meet me in my Study , at Midnight , And then resolue me of thy Maisters mind . Meph .

I will Faustus .

Exit . Faust . Had I as many soules , as there be Starres , I 'de giue them all for Mephostophilis . By him , I 'le be great Emperour of the world , And make a bridge , through the mouing Aire , To passe the Ocean : with a band of men I 'le ioyne the Hils that bind the Affrick shore , And make that Country , continent to Spaine , And both contributary to my Crowne . The Emperour shall not liue , but by my leaue , Nor any Potentate of Germany . Now that I haue obtain'd what I desir'd I 'le liue in speculation of this Art Till Mephostophilis returne againe . Exit . Enter Wagner and the Clowne . Wag .

Come hither sirra boy .

Clo .

Boy ? O disgrace to my person : Zounds boy in your face , you haue seene many boyes with beards I am sure .

Wag .

Sirra , hast thou no commings In ?

Clow .

Yes , and goings out too , you may see sir .

Wag .

Alas poore slaue , see how pouerty iests in his nakednesse , I know the Villaines out of seruice , and so hungry , that I know he would giue his soule to the deuill , for a shoulder of Mutton , tho it were bloud raw .

Clo .

Not so neither ; I had need to haue it well rosted , and good sauce to it , if I pay so deere , I can tell you .

Wag .

Sirra , wilt thou be my man and waite on me ? and I will make thee go , like Qui mihi discipulus .

Clow .

What , in Verse ?

Wag .

No slaue , in beaten silke , and staues-aker .

●●ow .

Staues-aker ? that 's good to kill Vermine : then belike if I serue you , I shall be lousy .

Wag .

Why so thou shalt be , whether thou dost it or no : for sirra , if thou dost not presently bind thy selfe to me for seuen yeares , I 'le turne all the lice about thee into Familiars , and make them tare thee in peeces .

Clow .

Nay sir , you may saue your selfe a labour , for they are as familiar with me , as if they payd for their meate and drinke , I can tell you .

Wag .

Well sirra , leaue your iesting , and take these Guilders .

Clow .

Yes marry sir , and I thanke you to .

Wag .

So , now thou art to bee at an howres warning , whensoeuer , and wheresoeuer the deuill shall fetch thee .

Clow .

Here , take your Guilders I 'le none of ' em .

Wag .

Not I , thou art Prest , prepare thy selfe , for I will presently raise vp two deuils to carry thee away : Banio , Belcher .

Clow .

Belcher ? and Belcher come here , I 'le belch him : I am not afraid of a deuill .

Enter 2 deuils . Wag .

How now sir will you serue me now ?

Clow .

I good Wagner take away the deuill then .

Wag .

Spirits away ; now sirra follow me .

Clow .

I will sir ; but hearke you Maister , will you teach me this coniuring Occupation ?

Wag .

I sirra , I 'le teach thee to turne thy selfe to a Dog , or a Cat , or a Mouse , or a Rat , or any thing .

Clow .

A Dog , or a Cat , or a Mouse , or a Rat ? O braue Wagner .

Wag .

Villaine , call me Maister Wagner , and see that you walke atttentiuely , and let your right eye be alwaies , Diam●trally fixt vpon my left heele , that thou maist , Quasi vestigias nostras insistere .

Clow .

Well sir , I warrant you .

Exeunt . Enter Faustus in his Study . Faust . Now Faustus , must thou needs be damn'd ? Canst thou not be sau'd ? What bootes it then to thinke on God or Heauen ? Away with such vaine fancies , and despaire , Despaire in GOD , and trust in Belzebub , Now go not backward Faustus , be resolute . Why wauerst thou ? O something soundeth in mine eare . Abu●ce this Magicke , turne to God againe . Why he loues thee not : The God thou seru'st is thine owne appetite Wherein is fixt the loue of Belzebub , To him , I 'le build an Altar and a Church , And offer luke-warme bloud , of new borne babes . Enter the two Angels . Euill An.

Go forward Faustus in that famous Art.

Good An.

Sweete Faustus leaue that execrable Art.

Faust .

Contrition , Prayer , Repentance ? what of these ?

Good A.

O they are meanes to bring thee vnto heauen .

Bad A. Rather illusions , fruits of lunacy . That make them foolish that do vse them most . Good A.

Swéet Faustus think of heauen , & heauenly things .

Bad A.

No Faustus thinke of honour and of wealth .

Ex. An. Faust . Wealth ? Why the Signory of Embden shall be mine : When Mephostophilis shall stand by me , What power can hurt me ? Faustus thou art safe . Cast no more doubts ; Mepho : come And bring glad tydings from great Lucifer . Is t not midnight ? come Mephostophilis . Veni veni Mephostophile . Enter Mephosto . Now tell me what saith Lucifer thy Lord . That I shall waite on Faustus whilst he liues , So he will buy my seruice with his soule . Faust .

Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee .

Meph . But now thou must bequeath it solemnly , And wright a Deed of Gift with thine owne bloud ; For that security craues Lucifer . If thou deny it I must backe to hell . Faust . Stay Mephosto . and tell me , that good will my soule do thy Lord ? 〈…〉

Enlarge his Kingdome .

Faust .

Is that the reason why he tempts vs thus ?

Meph .

Solamen miseris , socios habuisse doloris .

Faust .

Why , haue you any paine that torture other ?

Meph . As great as haue the humane soules of men . But tell me Faustus , shall I haue thy soule ? And I will be thy slaue and waite on thee , And giue thee more then thou hast wit to aske . Faust .

I Mephostophilis , I 'le giue it him .

Meph . Then Faustus stab thy Arme couragiously , And bind thy soule , that at some certaine day Great Lucifer may claime it as his owne , And then be thou as great as Lucifer . Faust . Loe Mephosto : for loue of thee Faustus hath cut his arme , And with his prope rbloud assures his soule to be great Lucifers , Chiefe Lord and Regent of perpetuall night . Veiw here this bloud that trickles from mine arme , And let it be propitious for my wish . Meph . But Faustus Write it in manner of a Deed of Gift . Faust . I so I do ; but Mephostophilis My bloud congeales , and I can write no more . Meph .

I 'le fetch thee fire to dissolue it streight .

Exit . Faust . What might the staying of my bloud portend ? Is it vnwilling I should write this byll ? Why streames it not , that I may write a fresh ? Faustus giues to thee his soule : O there it staid . Why shouldst thou not ? is not thy soule thine owne ? Then write againe : Faustus giues to thee his soule . Enter Mephostoph : with the Chafer of Fire . Meph .

See Faustus here is fire , set it on .

Faust . So , now the bloud begins to cleere againe : Now will I make an end immediately . Meph .

What will not I do to obtaine his soule ?

Faust . Consummatum est : this byll is ended , And Faustus hath bequeath'd his soule to Lucifer . But what is this Inscription on mine Arme ? Homo fuge , whether should I flye ? If vnto heauen , hee 'le throw me downe to hell . My sences are deceiu'd , here 's nothing writ : O yes , I see it plaine , euen heere is writ Homo fuge , yet shall not Faustus flye . Meph .

I 'le fetch him somewhat to delight his minde .

Exit . Enter Deuils , giuing Crownes and rich apparell to Faustus : they dance , and then depart . Enter Mephostophilis . Faust .

What meanes this shew ? speake Mephostophilis .

Meph . Nothing Faustus but to delight thy mind , And let thee see what Magicke can performe . Faust .

But may I raise such spirits when I please ?

Meph .

I Faustus , and do greater things then these .

Faust . Then Mephostophilis receiue this scrole , A Deed of Gift , of body and of soule : But yet conditionally , that thou performe All Couenants , and Articles , betweene vs both . Meph . Faustus , I sweare by Hell and Lucifer , To effect all promises betweene vs both . Faust . Then heare me read it Mephostophilis . On these conditions following . First , that Faustus may be a spirit in forme and substance . Secondly , that Mephostophilis shall be his seruant , and be by him commanded . Thirdly , that Mephostophilis shall doe for him , and bring him whatsoeuer . Fourthly , that he shall be in his chamber or house inuisible . Lastly , that hee shall appeare to the said Iohn Faustus , at all times , in what shape and forme soeuer he please .

I Iohn Faustus of Wittenberg , Doctor , by these presents , doe giue both body and soule to Lucifer , Prince of rhe East , and his Minister Mephastophilis , and furthermore grant vnto them that foure and twentie yeares being expired , and these Articles aboue written being inviolate , full power to fetch or carry the said Iohn Faustus , body and soule , flesh , bloud , into their habitation wheresoeuer .

By me Iohn Faustus .

Meph .

Speake Faustus , do you deliuer this as your Déed ?

Faust .

I take it , and the deuill giue thee good of it .

Meph .

So , now Faustus aske me what thou wilt .

Faust . First , I will question thee about hell : Tell me , where is the place that men call Hell ? Meph .

Vnder the heauens .

Faust .

I , so are all things else ; but whereabouts ?

Meph . Within the bowels of these Elements , Where we are tortur'd , and remaine for euer . Hell hath no limits , nor is circumscrib'd , In one selfe place : but where we are is hell , And where hell is there must we euer be . And to be short , when all the world dissolues , And euery creature shall be purifi'd , All places shall be hell that is not heauen . Faust .

I thinke Hel 's a fable .

Meph .

I , thinke so still , till experience change thy mind .

Faust .

Why , dost thou think that Faustus shall be damn'd ?

Meph . I , of necessity , for here 's the scrowle In which thou hast giuen thy soule to Lucifer . Faust . I , and body too , but what of that : Think'st thou that Faustus , is so fond to imagine , That after this life there is any paine ? No , these are trifles , and meere old wiues Tales . Meph . But I am an instance to proue the contrary : For I tell thee I am damn'd , and now in hell . Faust . Nay , and this be hell , I 'le willingly be damn'd . What sléeping , eating , walking and disputing ?

But leauing this , let me haue a wife , the fairest Maid in Germany , for I am wanton and lasciuious , and cannot liue without a wife .

Meph .

Well Faustus , thou shalt haue a wife .

He fetches in a woman deuill . Faust .

What sight is this ?

Meph .

Now Faustus wilt thou haue a wife ?

Faust .

Here 's a hot whore indéed ; no , I 'le no wife .

Meph . Marriage is but a ceremoniall toy , And if thou louest me thinke no more of it , I 'le cull thee out the fairest Curtezans , And bring them euery morning to thy bed : She whom thine eye shall like , thy heart shall haue , Were she as chaste as was Penelope ; As wise as Saba , or as beautifull As was bright Lucifer before his fall . Here , take this booke , and peruse it well : The Iterating of these lines brings gold ; The framing of this circle on the ground Brings Thunder , Whirle-winds , Storme and Lightning : Pronounce this thrice deuoutly to thy selfe , And men in harnesse shall appeare to thee , Ready to execute what thou commandst . Faust . Thankes Mephostophilis for this sweete booke . This will I keepe , as chary as my life . Exeunt . Enter Wagner solus . Wag . Learned Faustus To know the secrets of Astronomy Grauen in the booke of Ioues high firmament , Did mount himselfe to scale Olympus top , Being seated in a chariot burning bright , Drawne by the strength of yoaky Dragons necks , He now is gone to proue Cosmography , And as I gesse will first arriue at Rome , To see the Pope and manner of his Court ; And take some part of holy Peters feast , That to this day is highly solemnized . Exit Wagner . Enter Faustus in his Study , and Mephostophilis . Faust . When I behold the heauens then I repent 〈…〉 curse thee wicked Mephostophilis , Because thou hast depriu'd me of those Ioyes . Meph . 't was thine own seeking Faustus , thanke thy selfe . But think'st thou heauen is such a glorious thing ? I tell thee Faustus it is not halfe so faire As thou , or any man that breathe on earth . Faust .

How prou'st thou that ?

Meph .

't was made for man ; then he 's more excellent .

Faust . If Heauen was made for man , 't was made for me : I will renounce this Magicke and repent . Enter the two Angels . Good A.

Faustus repent , yet God will pitty thee .

Bad A.

Thou art a spirit , God cannot pity thee .

Faust . Who buzzeth in mine eares I am a spirit ? Be I a deuill yet God may pitty me . Yea , God will pitty me if I repent . Euill An.

I , but Faustus neuer shall repent .

Exit Angels . Faust . My heart is hardned , I cannot repent : Scarce can I name saluation , faith , or heauen . Swords , poyson , halters , and inuenomb'd stéele , Are laid before me to dispatch my selfe : And long e're this , I should haue done the deed , Had not sweete pleasure conquer'd deepe despaire . Haue not I made blind Homer sing to me Of Alexanders loue , and Oenons death ? And hath not he that built the walles of Thebes , With rauishing sound of his melodious Harpe , Made musicke with my Mephostophilis ? Why should I die then , or basely despaire ? I am resolu'd , Faustus shall not repent . Come Mephostophilis let vs dispute againe , And reason of diuine Astrology . Speake , are there many Spheares aboue the Moone ? Are all Celestiall bodies but one Globe , As is the substance of this centricke earth ? Meph . As are the elements , such are the heauens , Euen from the Moone vnto the Emperiall Orbe , Mutually folded in each others Spheares , And iontly moue vpon one Axle-trée , Who etern●n● , is tearmed the worlds wide Pole . Nor are the names of Saturne , Mars , or Iupiter , Fain'd , but are euening Starres . Faust .

But haue they all one motion , both situ & tempore ?

Meph .

All moue from East to West , in foure and twenty houres , vpon the poles of the world , but differ in their motions vpon the poles of the Zodiacke .

Faust . These slender questions Wagner can decide : Hath Mephostophilis no greater skill ? Who knowes not the double motion of the Planets ? That the first is finisht in a naturall day ? The second thus , Saturne in 30 yeares ;

Iupiter in 12 , Mars in 4 , the Sun , Venus , and Mercury in a yeare ; the Moone in twenty eight daies .

These are fresh mens questions : But tell me , hath euery Spheare a Dominion , or Intelligentia .

Meph .

Faust .

How many Heauens , or Spheares , are there ?

Meph .

Nine , the seuen Planets , the Firmament , and the Emperiall heauen .

Faust .

But is there not Coelum igneum , & Christalinum ?

Meph .

No Faustus they be but Fables .

Faust .

Resolue me then in this one question :

Why are not Coniunctions , Oppositions , Aspects , Eclipses , all at one time , but in some years we haue more , in some lesse ?

Meph .

Per inae qualem motum , respectu totius .

Faust .

Well , I am answer'd : now tell me who made the world ?

Meph .

I will not

Faust .

Sweet Mephostophilis tell me .

Meph .

Moue me not Faustus .

Faust .

Villaine , haue not I bound thee to tell me any thing ?

Meph . I , that is not against our Kingdome . ●his is : Thou art damn'd , think thou of hell . Faust .

Thinke Faustus vpon God , that made she world .

●eph .

Remember this , —

Exit . Faust . I , go accursed spirit to vgly hell : 't is thou hast damn'd distressed Faustus soule . Is t not too late ? Enter the two Angels . Bad .

Too late .

Good .

Neuer too late , if Faustus will repent .

Bad .

If thou repent , deuils will teare thee in peeces .

Good .

Repent and they shall neuer raise thy skin .

Ex. A. Faust . O Christ my Sauiour , my Sauiour , Helpe to saue distressed Faustus soule . Enter Lucifer , Belzebub , and Mephostophilis . Lucif . Christ cannot saue thy soule , for he is iust , There 's none but I haue interest in the same . Faust .

O what art thou that look'st so terribly .

Lucif .

I am Lucifer , and this is my companion Prince in hell .

Faust .

O Faustus they are come to fetch thy soule .

Belz .

We are come to tell thee thou dost iniure vs.

Lucif .

Thou calst on Christ contrary to thy promise .

Bels .

Thou should'st not thinke on God .

Lucif .

Thinke on the deuill .

Belz .

And his dam to .

Faust . Nor will Faustus henceforth : pardon him for this , And Faustus vowes neuer to looke to heauen . Lucif . So shalt thou shew thy selfe an obedient seruant , And we will highly gratify thee for it . Belz .

Faustus we are come from hell in person to shew thee some pastime : fit downe and thou shalt behold the seuen deadly sinnes appeare to thee in their owne proper shapes and likenesse .

Faust .

That sight will be as pleasant to me , as Paradise was to Adam the first day of his creation .

Lucif .

Talke not of Paradice or Creation , but marke the shew , go Mephostoph . fetch them in .

Enter the 7 deadly sinnes . Belz .

Now Faustus , question them of their names and dispositions .

Faust .

That shall I soone : What art thou the first ?

Pride .

I am Pride ; I disdaine to haue any parents : I am like to Ouids Flea , I can creepe into euery corner of a Wench : Sometimes , like a Perriwig , I fit vpon her Brow : next , like a Necke-lace I hang about her Necke : Then , like a Fan of Feathers , I kisse her ; And then turning my selfe to a wrought Smocke do what I list . But fye , what a smell is heere ? I 'le not speake a word more for a Kings ransome , vnlesse the ground be perfum'd , and couer'd with cloth of Arras .

Faust .

Thou art a proud knaue indeed : What art thou the second ?

Couet .

I am Couetousnesse : begotten of an old Churle in a leather bag ; and might I now obtaine my wish , this house you and all , should turne to Gold , that I might locke you safe into my Chest : O my sweete Gold !

Faust .

And what art thou the third ?

Enuy .

I am Enuy , begotten of a Chimney-sweeper , and an Oyster-wife : I cannot read , and therefore wish all books burn'd . I am leane with seeing others eate : O that there would come a famine ouer all the world , that all might die , and I liue alone , then thou should'st see how fat I 'de be . But must thou sit , and I stand ? come downe with a vengeance .

Faust .

Out enuious wretch : But what art thou the fourth ?

Wrath .

I am Wrath ; I had neither father nor mother , I leapt out of a Lyons mouth when I was scarce an houre old , and euer since haue run vp and downe the world with these case of Rapiers , wounding my selfe when I could get none to fight withall : I was borne in hell , and look to it , for some of you shall be my father .

Faust .

And what art thou the fift ?

Glut .

I am Gluttony ; my parents are all dead , and the deuill a peny they haue left me , but a small pention , and that buyes me thirty meales a day , and ten Beauers : a small trifle to suffice nature . I come of a Royall Pedigree , my father was a Gammon of Bacon , and my mother was a Hogs - 〈…〉 of Claret Wine . My godfathers were these : Peter - 〈…〉 - herring , and Martin Martlemasse-béefe : But my godmother , O she was an ancient Gentlewoman , her name was Margery March-béere : Now Faustus thou hast heard all my progeny , wilt thou bid me to supper ?

Faust .

Not I.

Glu● ▪

Then the deuill chooke thee .

Faust .

Choke thy selfe Glutton : What art thou the sixt ?

Sloth .

Hey ho ; I am Sloth : I was begotten on a sunny-bank : hey ho : I 'le not speak a word more for a kings ransome .

Fau .

And what are you Mistris Minkés , the seuenth & last ?

Letch .

Who I I sir ? I am one that loues an inch of raw Mutton , better then an ell of fryde Stockfish : and the first letter of my name begins with Letchery .

Luc .

Away to hell , away on piper .

Ex. the 7 sinnes . Faust .

O how this sight doth delight my soule .

Luc .

But Faustus , in hell is all manner of delight .

Faust .

O might I see hell , and returne againe safe , how happy were I then .

Luc .

Faustus , thou shalt , at midnight I will send for thee ; Meane while peruse this booke , and view it throughly , And thou shalt turne thy selfe into what shape thou wilt .

Faust . Thankes mighty Lucifer : This will I keepe as chary as my life . Luc .

Now Faustus farewell .

Faust .

Farewell great Lucifer : come Mephostophilis

Exeunt omnes , seuerall waies . Enter the Clowne .

What Dick , looke to the horses there till I come againe .

I haue gotten one of Doctor Faustus coniuring bookes , and now we 'le haue such knauery , as 't passes .

Enter Dick . Dick .

What Robin , you must come away & walk the horses .

Rob.

I walke the horses , I scorn 't 'faith , I haue other matters in hand , let the horses walk themselues and they will . A perse a , t . h . e the : o per se o deny orgon , gorgon : keepe further from me O thou illiterate , and vnlearned Hostler .

Dick .

Snayles , what hast thou got there a book ? why thou canst not tell ne're a word on 't .

Rob.

That thou shalt see presently : keep out of the circle , I say , least I send you into the Ostry with a vengeance .

Dick .

That 's like 'faith : you had best leaue your foolery , for an my Maister come , he 'le coniure you ' faith .

Rob.

My Maister coniure me ? I 'le tell thee what ● an my Maister come here , I 'le clap as faire a paire of hornes on 's head as e're thou sawest in thy life .

Dick .

Thou néedst not do that , for my Mistresse hath done it .

Rob.

I , there be of vs here , that haue waded as deepe into matters , as other men , if they were disposed to talke .

Dick .

A plague take you , I thought you did not sneak● vp and downe after her for nothing . But I prethee tell me , in good sadnesse Robin , is that a coniuring booke ?

Rob.

Do but speake what thou 't haue me to do , and I 'le do 't : If thou 't dance naked , put off thy cloathes , and I 'le coniure thee about presently : Or if thou 't go but to the Tauerne with me , I 'le giue thee white wine , red wine , claret wine , Sacke , Muskadine , Malmesey and Whippincrust , hold belly hold , and wee 'le not pay one peny for it .

Dick .

O braue , prethee let 's to it presently , for I am as dry as a dog .

Rob.

Come then let 's away .

Exeunt . Enter the Chorus . Learned Faustus to find the secrets of Astronomy , Grauen in the booke of Ioues high firmament , Did mount him vp to scale Olimpus top . Where sitting in a Chariot burning bright , Drawne by the strength of yoked Dragons neckes ; He viewes the cloudes , the Planets , and the Starres , The Tropick , Zones , and quarters of the skye , From the bright circle of the horned Moone , Euen to the height of Primum Mobile : And whirling round with this circumference , Within the concaue compasse of the Pole , 〈…〉 om East to West his Dragons swiftly glide , 〈…〉 in eight daies did bring him home againe . Not long he stayed within his quiet house , To rest his bones after his weary toyle , But new exploits do hale him out agen , And mounted then vpon a Dragons backe , That w●th his wings did part the subtle aire : He now is gone to proue Cosmography , That measures costs , and kingdomes of the earth : And as I guesse will first arriue at Rome , To see the Pope and manner of his Court , And take some part of holy Peters feast , The which this day is highly solemnized . Exit . Enter Faustus and Mephostophilis . Faust . Hauing now my good Mephostophilis , Past with delight the stately Towne of Trier : Inuironed round with airy mountaine tops , With wals of Flint , and deepe intrenched Lakes , Not to be wonne by any conquering Prince . From Paris next , costing the Realme of France , We saw the Riuer Maine , fall into Rhines , Whose bankes are set with Groues of fruitfull Vines . Then vp to Naples , rich Campania , Whose buildings faire , and gorgeous to the eye , The streetes straight forth , and paued with finest bricke . There saw we learned Maroes golden tombe : The way he cut an English mile in length , Through a rocke of stone in one nights space : From thence to Venice , Padua , and the East , In one of which a sumptuous Temple stands , That threates the starres with her aspiring toy , Whose frame is paued with sundry coloured stones , And roof't aloft with curious worke in gold . Thus hitherto hath Faustus spent his time . But tell me now , what resting place is this ? Hast thou , as earst I did command , Conducted me within the walles of Rome ? Meph . I haue my Faustus , and for proofe thereof , This is the goodly Palace of the Pope : And cause we are no common guests , I chuse his priuy chamber for our vse . Faust .

I hope his Holinesse will bid vs welcome .

Meph . All 's one , for wee 'l be bold with his Venso● ▪ But now my Faustus , that thou maist perceiue , What Rome containes for to delight thine eyes . Know that this City stands vpon seuen hils , That vnderprop the ground-worke of the same : Iust through the midst runnes flowing Tybers streame , With winding bankes that cut it in two parts ; Ouer the which two stately Bridges leane , That make safe passage , to each part of Rome . Vpon the Bridge , call'd Ponto Angelo , Erected is a Castle passing strong , Where thou shalt see such store of Ordinance , As that the double Cannons forg'd of brasse , Do watch the number of the daies contain'd , Within the compasse of one compleat yeare : Beside the gates , and high Pyramydes , That Iulius Caesar brought from Affrica . Faust . Now by the Kingdomes of Infernall Rule , Of Stix , of Acheron , and the fiery Lake , Of euer-burning Phlegeton , I sweare , That I do long to see the Monuments And situation of bright splendent Rome , Come therefore , let 's away . Meph . Nay stay my Faustus : I know you 'd see the Pope And take some part of holy Peters feast , The which this day with high solemnity , This day is held through Rome and Italy , In honour of the Popes triumphant victory . Faust . Sweete Mephosto . thou pleasest me Whilst I am here on earth : Let me be cloyd With all things that delight the heart of man . My foure and twenty yeares of liberty 〈…〉 e spend in pleasure and in daliance , 〈…〉 t Faustus name , whilst this bright frame doth stand , May be admired through the furthest Land . Meph . 't is well said Faustus , come then stand by me And thou shalt sée them come immediately . Faust . Nay stay my gentle Mephostophilis , And grant me my request , and then I go . Thou know'st within the compasse of eight daies , We veiw'd the face of heauen , of earth and hell . So high our Dragons soar'd into the aire , That looking downe the earth appear'd to me , No bigger then my hand in quantity . There did we view the Kingdomes of the world , And what might please mine eye , I there beheld . Then in this shew let me an Actor be , That this proud Pope may Faustus comming see . Meph . Let it be so my Faustus , but first stay , And view their triumphs , as they passe this way . And then deuise what best contents thy minde , By comming in thine Art to crosse the Pope , Or dash the pride of this solemnity ; To make his Monkes and Abbots stand like Apes , And point like Antiques at his triple Crowne : To beate the beades about the Friers Pates , Or clap huge hornes , vpon the Cardinals heads : Or any villany thou canst deuise , And I 'le performe it Faustus : heark they come : This day shall make thee be admir'd in Rome . Enter the Cardinals and Bishops , some bearing Crosiers , some the Pillars , Monkes and Friers , singing their Procession : Then the Pope , and Raymond King of Hungary , with Bruno led in chaines . Pope .

Cast downe our Foot-stoole .

Ray . Saxon Bruno stoope , Whilst on thy backe his hollinesse ascends Saint Peters Chaire and State Pontificall . Bru . Proud Lucifer , that State belongs to me : But thus I fall to Peter , not to thee . Pope Tome and Peter , shalt thou groueling lie , And crouch before the Papall dignity : Sound Trumpets then , for thus Saint Peters Heire , From Bruno's backe , ascends Saint Peters Chaire . A Flourish while he ascends . Thus , as the Gods , creepe on with féete of woo● , Long ere with Iron hands they punish men , So shall our sleeping vengeance now arise , And smite with death thy hated enterprise . Lord Cardinals of France and Padua , Go forth-with to our holy Consistory , And read amongst the Statutes Decretall , What by the holy Councell held at Trent , The sacred Sinod hath decréed for him , That doth assume the Papall gouernment , Without election , and a true consent : Away and bring vs word with spéed . 1 Card .

We go my Lord .

Exeunt Cardinals , Pope .

Lord Raymond .

Faust . Go hast thée gentle Mephostophilis , Follow the Cardinals to the Consistory ; And as they turne their superstitious Bookes , Strike them with sloth , and drowsy idlenesse ; And make them sleepe so sound , that in their shapes , Thy selfe and I , may parly with this Pope : This proud confronter of the Emperour , And in despite of all his Holinesse Restore this Bruno to his liberty , And beare him to the States of Germany . Meph .

Faustus , I goe .

Faust . Dispath it soone , The Pope shall curse that Faustus came to Rome . Exit Faustus and Meph . Bruno . Pope Adrian let me haue some right of Law , I was elected by the Emperour . Pope . We will depose the Emperour for that deed , ●nd curse the people that submit to him ; 〈…〉 th he and thou shalt stand excommunicate , And interdict from Churches priuiledge , And all society of holy men : He growes to prowd in his authority , Lifting his loftie head aboue the clouds , And like a Steeple ouer-péeres the Church . But wee 'le pul downe his haughty insolence : And as Pope Alexander our Progenitour , Trode on the neck of Germane Fredericke , Adding this golden sentence to our praise ; That Peters heires should tread on Emperours , And walke vpon the dreadfull Adders backe , Treading the Lyon , and the Dragon downe . And fearelesse spurne the killing Basiliske : So will we quell that haughty Schismatique ; And by authority Apostolicall Depose him from his Regall Gouernment . Bru . Pope Iulius swore to Princely Sigismoud , For him , and the succéeding Popes of Rome , To hold the Emperours their lawfull Lords . Pope . Pope Iulius did abuse the Churches Rites , And therefore none of his Decrees can stand . Is not all power on earth bestowed on vs ? And therefore tho we would we cannot erre . Behold this Siluer Belt whereto is fixt Seuen golden seales fast sealed with seuen seales , In token of our seuen-fold power from heauen , To binde or loose , lock fast , condemne , or iudge , Resigne , or seale , or what so pleaseth vs. Then he and thou , and all the world shall stoope , Or be assured of our dreadfull curse , To light as heauy as the paines of hell . Enter Faustus and Mephosto . like the Cardinals . Meph .

Now tell me Faustus , are we not fitted well ?

Faust . Yes Mephosto . and two such Cardinals Ne're seru'd a holy Pope , as we shall do . But whilst they sleepe within the Consistory , Let vs salute his reuerend Father-hood . Ray .

Behold my Lord , the Cardinals are return'd .

Pope . Welcome graue Fathers , answere presently , What haue our holy Councell there decreed , Concerning Bruno and the Emperour , In quittance of their late conspiracie Against our State , and Papall dignitie ? Faust . Most sacred Patron of the Church of Rome , By full consent of all the Synod Of Priests and Prelates , it is thus decréed : That Bruno , and the Germane Emperour Be held as Lollords , and bold Schismatiques , And proud disturbers of the Churches peace . And if that Bruno by his owne assent , Without inforcement of the German Péeres , Did séeke to weare the triple Dyadem , And by your death to clime S. Peters Chaire . , The Statutes Decretall haue thus decréed , He shall be streight condemn'd of heresie , And on pile of Fagots burnt to death . Pope . It is enough : here , take him to your charge , And beare him streight to Ponto Angelo , And in the strongest Tower inclose him fast , To morrow , sitting in our Consistory , With all our Colledge of graue Cardinals , We will determine of his life or death . Here , take his triple Crowne along with you , And leaue it in the Churches treasury . Make haste againe , my good Lord Cardinalls , And take our blessing Apostolicall . Meph .

So , so , was neuer Diuell thus blest before .

Faust . Away swéet Mephosto , be gone , The Cardinals will be plagu'd for this anon . Ex. Fa . & Mep . Pope . Go presently , and bring a banket forth , That we may solemnize S. Peters feast , And with Lord Raymond , King of Hungary , ●●inke to our late and happy victory . Exeunt . A Senit while the Banquet is brought in ; and then Enter Faustus and Mephastophilis in their owne shapes . Meph . Now Faustus , come prepare thy selfe for mirth , The sléepy Cardinals are hard at hand , To censure Bruno , that is posted hence , And on a proud pac'd Stéed , as swift as thought , Flies ore the Alpes to fruitfull Germany , There to salute the wofull Emperour . Faust . The Pope will curse them for their sloth to day . That slept both Bruno and his crowne away , But now , that Faustus may delight his minde , And by their folly make some merriment , Swéet Mephasto : so charme me here , That I may walke inuisible to all , And doe what ere I please , vnséene of any . Meph . Faustus thou shalt , then knéele downe presently , Whilst on thy head I lay my hand , And charme thee with this Magicke wand , First weare this girdle , then appeare Inuisible to all are here : The Planets seuen , the gloomy aire , Hell and the Furies forked haire , Pluto's blew fire , and Hecat's tree , With Magicke spels so compasse thee , That no eye may thy body see . So Faustus , now for all their holinesse , Do what thou wilt , thou shalt not be discern'd . Faust . Thankes Mephasto : now Friers take héed , Lest Faustus make your shauen crownes to bléed . Meph .

Faustus no more : sée where the Cardinals come .

Enter Pope and all the Lords . Enter the Cardinals with a Booke . Pope . Welcome Lord Cardinals : come sit downe . Lord Raymond , take your seate , Friers attend , And sée that all things be in readinesse , As best beséemes this solemne festiuall . 1. Card . First , may it please your sacred Holinesse , To view the sentence of the reuerend Synod , Concerning Bruno and the Emperour . Pope . What needs this question ? Did I not tell you , To morrow we would fit i' th Consistory , And there determine of his punishment ? You brought vs word euen now , it was decréed , That Bruno and the cursed Emperour Were by the holy Councell both condemn'd For lothed Lollords , and base Schismatiques : Then wherefore would you haue me view that booke ? 1. Card .

Your Grace mistakes , you gaue vs no such charge .

Ray . Deny it not , we all are witnesses That Bruno here was late deliuered you , With his rich triple crowne to be reseru'd , And put into the Churches treasury . Amb. Card .

By holy Paul we saw them not .

Pope . By Peter you shall dye , Vnlesse you bring them forth immediatly : Hale them to prison , lade their limbes with gyues : False Prelates , for this hatefull treachery , Curst be your soules to hellish misery . Faust . So , they are safe : now Faustus to the feast , The Pope had neuer such a frolicke guest . Pope .

Lord Archbishop of Reames , sit downe with vs.

Bish .

I thanke your Holinesse .

Faust .

Fall to , the Diuell choke you an you spare .

Pope . Who 's that spoke ? Friers looke about , Lord Raymond pray fall too , I am beholding To the Bishop of Millaine , for this so rare a present . Faust .

I thanke you sir .

Pope . How now ? who snatch't the meat from me ! ●illaines why speake you not ? 〈…〉 ood Lord Archbishop , heres a most daintie dish , 〈…〉 t me from a Cardinall in France . Faust .

I 'le haue that too .

Pope . What Lollards do attend our Hollinesse , That we receiue such great indignity ? fetch me some wine . Faust .

I , pray do , for Faustus is a dry .

Pope .

Lord Kaymond , I drink vnto your grace .

Faust .

I pledge your grace .

Pope . My wine gone too ? ye● Lubbers look about And find the man that doth this villany , Or by our sanctitude you all shall die . I pray my Lords haue patience at this Troublesome banquet . Bish .

Please it your holinesse , I thinke it be some Ghost crept out of Purgatory , and now is come vnto your holinesse for his pardon .

Pope . It may be so : Go then command our Priests to sing a Dirge , To lay the fury of this same troublesome ghost . Faust . How now ? must euery bit be spiced with a Crosse ? Nay then take that . Pope . O I am slaine , help me my Lords : O come and help to beare my body hence : Damb'd be this soule for euer , for this deed . Exeunt the Pope and his traine . Me . Now Faustus , what will you do now ? for I can tell you You 'le be curst with Bell , Booke , and Candle . Faust . Bell , Booke , and Candle ; Candle , Booke , and Bell , Forward and backward , to curse Faustus to hell . Enter the Friers with Bell , Booke , and Candle , for the Dirge . 1 Frier . Come brethren , let 's about our businesse with good deuotion . Cursed be he that stole his holinesse meate from the Table . Maledicat Dominus . Cursed be he that stroke his holinesse a blow the face . Maledicat Dominus . Cursed be he that strucke fryer Sandelo a blow on the pate , Maledicat Dom . Cursed be he that disturbeth our holy Dirge . Maledicat Dom . Cursed be he that tooke away his holinesse wine . Maledicat Dom . Beate the Friers , fling fire worke among them , and Exeunt . Exeunt . Enter Clowne and Dicke , with a Cup . Dick .

Sirra Robin , we were best looke that your deuill can answere the stealing of this same cup , for the Vintners boy followes vs at the hard heeles .

Rob.

't is no matter , let him come ; an he follow vs , I 'le so coniure him , as he was neuer coniur'd in his life , I warrant him : let me see the cup .

Enter Vintner . Dick .

Here 't is : Yonder he comes : Now Robin , now or neuer shew thy cunning .

Vint .

O , are you here ? I am glad I haue found you , you are a couple of fine companions : pray where 's the cup you stole from the Tauerne ?

Rob.

How , how ? we steale a cup ? take heed what you say , we looke not like cup-stealers I can tell you .

Vint .

Neuer deny 't , for I know you haue it , and I 'le search you .

Rob.

Search me ? I and spare not : hold the cup Dick , come , come , search me , search me .

Vint .

Come on firra , let me search you now .

Dick .

I , I , do , do , hold the cup Robin , I feare not your searching ; we scorne to steale your cups I can tell you .

Vint .

Neuer out face me for the matter , for sure the cup is betweene you two .

Rob.

Nay there you lie , 't is beyond vs both .

Vint .

A plague take you , I thought 't was your knauery to take it away : Come , giue it me againe .

Rob.

I much , when can you tell : Dick , make me a circle , and stand close at my backe , and stir not for thy life , Vintner you shall haue your cup anon , say nothing Dick : O per se o , demogorgon , Belcher and Mephostophilis .

Enter Mephostophilis . Meph . You Princely Legions of infernall Rule , How am I vexed by these villaines Charmes ? From Constantinople haue they brought me now , Onely for pleasure of these damned slaues . Rob.

By Lady sir , you haue had a shroud iourney of it , will it please you to take a shoulder of Mutton to supper , and a Tester in your purse , and go backe againe .

Dick .

I , I pray you heartily sir ; for wee cal'd you but in ieast I promise you .

Meph . To purge the rashnesse of this cursed deed , First , be thou turned to this vgly shape , For Apish deeds transformed to an Ape . Rob.

O braue , an Ape ? I pray sir , let me haue the carrying of him about to shew some trickes .

Meph .

And so thou shalt : be thou transform'd to a dog , and carry him vpon thy backe ; away be gone .

Rob.

A dog ? that 's excellent : let the Maids looke well to their porridge-pots , for I 'le into the Kitchin presently : come Dick , come .

Exeunt the two Clownes . Meph . Now with the flames of euer-burning fire , I 'le wing my selfe and forth-with flie amaine Vnto my Faustus to the great Turkes Court . Exit . Enter Martino , and Frederick at seuerall dores . Mart . What ho , Officers , Gentlemen , Hye to the presence to attend the Emperour , Good Fredericke see the roomes be voyded straight , His Maiesty is comming to the Hall ; Go backe , and see the State in readinesse . Fre . But where is Bruno our elected Pope , That on a furies back came post from Rome , Will not his grace consort the Emperour . Mart . O yes , and with him comes the Germane Coniurer . The learned Faustus , fame of Wittenberge , The wonder of the world for Magick Art ; And he intends to shew great Carolus , The race of all his stout progenitors ; And bring in presence of his Maiesty , The royall shapes and warlike semblances Of Alexander and his beauteous Paramour . Fre .

Where is Benuolio ?

Mart . Fast a sleepe I warrant you , He took his rouse with stopes of Rhennish wine , So kindly yesternight to Bruno's health , That all this day the sluggard keepes his bed . Fre .

Sée , sée his window's ope , we 'l call to him .

Mart .

What hoe , Benuolio .

Enter Benuolio aboue at a window , in his nightcap : buttoning . Benu .

What a deuill ayle you two ?

Mar. Speak softly sir , least the deuil heare you : For Faustus at the Court is lats arriu'd , And at his heeles a thousand furies waite , To accomplish what soeuer the Doctor please . Benu .

What of this ?

Mar. Come leaue thy chamber first , and thou shalt see This Coniurer performe such rare exploits , Before the Pope and royall Emperour , As neuer yet was seene in Germany . Benu . Has not the Pope enough of coniuring yet ? He was vpon the deuils backe late enough ; ●●d if he be so fa●r● in loue with him , I would he would post with him to Rome againe . Fred .

Speake , wilt thou come and sée this sport ?

Ben .

Not I.

Mar

Wilt thou stand in thy Window , and sée it then ?

Ben .

I , and I fall not asléepe i' th meane time .

Mar. The Emperour is at hand , who comes to sée What wonders by blacke spels may compast be . Ben .

Well , go you attend the Emperour : I am content for this once to thrust my head out at a window : for they say , if a man be drunke ouer night , the Diuell cannot hurt him in the morning : if that bee true , I haue a charme in my head , shall controule him as well as the Coniurer , I warrant you .

Exit . A Senit . Charles the Germane Emperour , Bruno , Saxony , Faustus , Mephostophilis , Fredericke Martino , and Attendants . Emp. Wonder of men , renown'd Magitian , Thrice learned Faustus , welcome to our Court . This déed of thine , in setting Bruno frée From his and our professed enemy , Shall adde more excellence vnto thine Art , Then if by powerfull Necromantick spels , Thou couldst command the worlds obedience : For euer be belou'd of Carolus . And if this Bruno thou hast late redéem'd , In peace possesse the triple Diadem , And sit in Peters Chaire , despite of chance , Thou shalt be famous through all Italy , And honour'd of the Germane Emperour . Faust . These gracious words , most royall Carolus , Shall make poore Faustus to his vtmost power , Both loue and serue the Germane Emperour , And lay his life at holy Bruno's feet . For proofe whereof , if so your Grace be pleas'd , The Doctor stands prepar'd , by power of Art , To cast his Magicke charmes , that shall pierce through The Ebon gates of euer-burning hell , And hale the stubborne Furies from their caues , To compasse whatsoere your grace commands . Ben .

Bloud he speakes terribly : but for all that , I doe not greatly beléeue him , he lookes as like Coniurer as the Pope to a Coster-monger .

Emp. Then Faustus as thou late didst promise vs , We would behold that famous Conquerour , Great Alexander , and his Paramour , In their true shapes , and state Maiesticall , That we may wonder at their excellence . Faust . Your Maiesty shall see them presently , Mephosto away . And with a solemne noyse of trumpets sound , Present before this royall Emperour , Great Alexander and his beauteous Paramour . Meph .

Faustus I will .

Ben .

Well M. Doctor , an your Diuels come not away quickly , you shall haue me asléepe presently : zounds I could eate my selfe for anger , to thinke I haue beene such an Asse all this while , to stand gaping after the diuels Gouernor , and can sée nothing .

Faust .

I l'e make you feele something anon , if my Art faile me not .

My Lord , I must forewarne your Maiesty , That when my Spirits present the royall shapes Of Alexander and his Paramour , Your grace demand no questions of the King , But in dumbe silence let them come and goe . Emp.

Be it as Faustus please , we are content .

Ben .

I , I , and I am content too : and thou bring Alexander and his Paramour before the Emperour , I l'e be Acteon , and turne my selfe to a Stagge .

Faust .

And I l'e play Diana , and send you the hornes pre 〈…〉 ly .

Senit . Enter at one the Emperour Alexander , at the other Darius ; they meete , Darius is throwne downe , Alexander kils him ; takes off his Crowne , and offering to goe out , his Paramour meetes him , he embraceth her , and sets Darius Crowne vpon her head ; and commig backe , both salute the Emperour , who leauing his State , offers to embrace them , which Faustus seeing , suddenly staies him . Then trumpets cease , and Musicke sounds . My gracious Lord , you doe forget your selfe , These are but shadowes , not substantiall . Emp. O pardon me , my thoughts are so rauished With fight of this renowned Emperour , That in mine armes I would haue compast him . But Faustus , since I may not speake to them , To satisfie my longing thoughts at full , Let me this tell thee : I haue heard it said , That this faire Lady , whilest she liu'd on earth , Had on her necke a little wart , or mole ; How may I proue that saying to be true ▪ Faust .

Your Maiesty may boldly goe and see .

Emp. Faustus I see it plaine , And in this sight thou better pleasest me , Then if I gain'd another Monarchie . Faust .

Away , be gone .

Exit Show .

Sée , sée , my gracious Lord , what strange beast is you , that thrusts his head out at window .

Emp. O wondrous sight : sée Duke of Saxony , Two spreading hornes most strangely fastened Vpon the head of yong Benvolio . Sax .

What is he asléepe , or dead ?

Faust .

He sléeps my Lord , but dreames not of his hornes ,

Emp.

This sport is excellent : wée'l call and wake him . What ho , Benvolio .

Ben .

A plague vpon you , let me sleepe a while .

Emp.

I blame thee not to sleepe much , hauing such a hea●● of thine owne .

Sax .

Looke vp Benvolio , t is the Emperour calls .

Ben .

The Emperour ? where ? O zounds my head .

Emp.

Nay , and thy hornes hold , t is no ma●●er for thy head , for that 's arm'd sufficiently .

Faust .

Why how now sir Knight , what hang'd by the hornes ? this most horrible : fie , fie , pull in your head for shame , let not all the world wonder at you .

Ben .

Zounds Doctor , is this your villany ?

Faust . O say not so fir : the Doctor has no skill , No Art , no cunning , to present these Lords , Or bring before this royall Emperour The mightie Monarch , warlicke Alexander . If Faustus do it , you are streight resolu'd , In bold Acteons shape to turne a Stagge . And therefore my Lord , so please your Maiesty , I l'e raise a kennelll of Hounds shall hunt him so , As all his footmanship shall scarce preuaile , To keepe his Carkasse from their bloudy phangs . Ho , Belimote , Argiron , Asterote . Ben .

Hold , hold : zounds hée'l raise vp a kennell of Diuels I thinke anon : good my Lord intreate for me : ' sbloud I am neuer able to endure these torments .

Emp. Then good M. Doctor , Let me intreate you to remoue his hornes , He has done penance now sufficiently . Faust .

My gracious Lord , not so much for iniury done to me , as to delight your Maiesty with some mirth : hath Faustus iustly requited this iniurious knight , which being all I desire , I am content to remoue his hornes . Mephastophilis , transforme him ; and hereafter sir , looke you speake well of Schollers .

Ben .

Speake well of yee ? ' sbloud and Schollers be such Cuckold-makers to clap hornes of honest mens heades o' this ●●●er , I l'e nere trust smooth faces , and small ruffes more . But an I be not reueng'd for this , would I might be turn'd to a gaping Oyster , and drinke nothing but salt water .

Emp. Come Faustus while the Emperour liues , In recompence of this thy high desert , Thou shalt command the state of Germany , And liue belou'd of mightie Carolus . Exeunt omnes . Enter Benvolio , Martino , Fredericke , and Souldiers . Mar. Nay swéet Benvolio , let vs sway thy thoughts From this attempt against the Coniurer . Ben . Away , you loue me not , to vrge me thus , Shall I let slip so great an iniury , When euery seruile groome ieasts at my wrongs , And in their rusticke gambals proudly say , Benvolio's head was grac't with hornes to day ? O may these eye-lids neuer close againe , Till with my sword I haue that Coniurer slaine . If you will aid me in this enterprise , Then draw your weapons , and be resolute : If not , depart : here will Benvolio die , But Faustus death shall quit my infamie . Fred . Nay , we will stay with thee , betide what may , And kill that Doctor if he come this way . Ben . Then gentle Fredericke hie thée to the groue , And place our seruants , and our followers close in an ambush there behinde the trées , By this ( I know ) the Coniurer is neere , I saw him kneele , and kisse the Emperours hand , And take his leaue , laden with rich rewards . Then Souldiers boldly fight ; if Faustus die , Take you the wealth , leaue vs the victorie . Fred . Come souldiers , follow me vnto the groue , Who kils him shall haue gold , and endlesse loue . Exit Frederick with the Souldiers . Ben . My head is lighter then it was by th'hornes , But yet my heart more ponderous then my head , And pants vntill I sée that Coniurer dead . Mar.

Where shall we place our selues Benvolio ?

Ben . Here will we stay to bide the first assault , O were that damned Hell-hound but in place , Thou soone shouldst sée me quit my foule disgrace . Enter Fredericke . Fred . Close , close , the Coniurer is at hand , And all alone , comes walking in his gown● ; Be ready then , and strike the Peasant downe . Ben . Mine be that honour then : now sword strike home , For hornes he gaue , I l'e haue his head anone . Enter Faustus with the false head . Mar.

Sée , sée , he comes .

Ben . No words : this blow ends all , Hell take his soule , his body thus must fall . Faust .

Oh.

Fred .

Grone you Master Doctor ?

Ben .

Breake may his heart with grones : déere Frederik sée Thus will I end his griefes immediatly .

Mar.

Strike with a willing hand , his head is off .

Ben .

The Diuel's dead , the Furies now may laugh .

Fred . Was this that sterne aspect , that awfull frowne , Made the grim monarch of infernall spirits , Tremble and quake at his commanding charmes ? Mar.

Was this that damned head ; whose heart conspir'd Benvolio's shame before the Emperour .

Ben . I , that 's the head , and here the body lies , Iustly rewarded for his villanies . Fred . Come , let 's deuise how we may adde more shame To the blacke scandall of his hated name . Ben . First , on his head , in quittance of my wrongs , I l'e naile huge forked hornes , and let them hang Within the window where he yoak'd me first , That all the world may sée my iust reuenge . Mar.

What vse shall we put his beard to ?

Ben .

Wée'l sell it to a Chimny-swéeper : it will weare out ten birchin broomes I warrant you .

Fred .

What shall eyes doe ?

Ben .

Wee 'l put out his eyes , and they shall serue for buttons to his lips , to keepe his tongue from catching cold .

Mar.

An excellent policie : and now sirs , hauing diuided him , what shall the body doe ?

Ben .

Zounds the Diuel's aliu● agen .

Fred .

Giue him his head for Gods sake .

Faust . Nay keepe it : Faustus will haue heads and hands , I call your hearts to recompence this deed . Knew you not Traytors , I was limitted For foure and twenty yeares , to breathe on earth ? And had you cut my body with your swords , Or hew'd this flesh and bones as small as sand , Yet in a minute had my spirit return'd , And I had breath'd a man made frée from harme . But wherefore doe I dally my reuenge ? Asteroth , Belimoth , Mephostophilis , Go horse these traytors on your fiery backes , And mount aloft with them as high as heauen , Thence pitch them headlong to the lowest hell : Yet stay , the world shall see their miserie , And hell shall after plague their treacherie . Go Belimothe , and take this caitife hence , And hurle him in some lake of mud and durt : Take thou this other , dragge him through the woods , Amongst the pricking thornes , and sharpest brie●s , Whilst with my gentle Mephostophilis , This Traytor flies vnto some stéepie rocke , That rowling downe , may breake the villaines bones , As he intended to dismember me . Fly hence , dispatch my charge immediatly . Ent. Meph . & other Diuels . Fred .

Pitie vs gentle Faustus , saue our liues ,

Faust .

Away .

Fred .

He must needs goe that the Diuell driues .

Exeunt Spirits with the knights . Enter the ambusht Souldiers . 1 Sold . Come sirs , prepare your selues in readinesse , Make hast to help these noble Gentlemen , I heard them parly with the Coniurer . 2 Sold .

See where he comes , dispatch , and kill the slaue .

Faust . What 's here ? an ambush to betray my life : Then Faustus try thy skill : base pesants stand , For loe these Trées remoue at my command , And stand as Bulwarkes twixt your selues and me , To sheild me from your hated treachery : Yet to encounter this your weake attempt , Behold an Army comes incontinent . Faustus strikes the dore , and enter a deuill playing on a Drum , after him another bearing an Ensigne : and diuers with weapons , Mephostophilis with fire-workes ; they set vpon the Souldiers and driue them out . Enter at seuerall dores , Benuolio , Fredericke , and Martino , their heads and faces bloudy , and besmear'd with mud and durt ; all hauing hornes on their heads . Mart .

What ho , Benuolio .

Benu .

Here , what Frederick , ho .

Fred .

O help me gentle friend ; where is Martino ?

Mart . Deere Frederick here , Halfe smother'd in a Lake of mud and durt , Through which the Furies drag'd me by the heeles . Fred . Martino see , Benuolio's hornes againe . Mart .

O misery , how now Benuolio ?

Benu .

Defend me heauen , shall I be haunted still ?

Mart .

Nay feare not man we haue no power to kill .

Benu . My friends transformed thus : O hellish spite , Your heads are all set with hornes . Fred . You hit it right , It is your owne you meane feele on your head . Benu ▪

' Zons , hornes againe .

Mart .

Nay chafe not man , we all are sped .

Benu . What deuill attends this damn'd Magician , That spite of spite , our wrongs are doubled ? Fred .

What may we do , that we may hide our shames ?

Benu . If we should follow him to worke reuenge , He 'd ioyne long Asses eares to these huge hornes , And make vs laughing stockes to all the world . Mart .

What shall we then do deere Benuolio ?

Benu . I haue a Castle ioyning neere these woods , And thither wee 'le repaire and liue obscure , Till time shall alter this our brutish shapes : Sith blacke disgrace hath thus eclipst our fame . We 'le rather die with griefe , then liue with shame . Exeunt omnes . Enter Faustus , and the Horse-courser , and Mephostophilis . Horse .

I beseech your Worship accept of these forty Dollors .

Faust .

Friend , thou canst not buy so good a horse , for so small a price : I haue no great néed to sell him , but if thou likest him for ten Dollors more , take him , because I see thou hast a good minde to him .

Horse .

I beseech you sir accept of this ; I am a very poore man , and haue lost very much of late by horse flesh , and this bargaine will set me vp againe .

Faust .

Well , I will not stand with thee , giue me the money : now sirra I must tell you , that you may ride him o're hedge and ditch , and spare him not ; but do you heare ? in any case , ride him not into the water .

Horse .

How sir , not into the water ? why will he not drink of all waters ?

Faust .

Yes , he will drinke of all waters , but ride him not into the water ; o're hedge and ditch , or where thou wilt , but not into the water : Go bid the Hostler deliuer him vnto you , and remember what I say .

Horse .

I warrant you sir ; O ioyfull day : Now am I a made man for euer .

Exit . Faust . What art thou Faustus but a man condemn'd to die ? Thy fatall time drawes to a finall end ; Despaire doth driue distrust into my thoughts . Confound these passions with a quiet sseepe : Tush Christ did call the Theefe vpon the Crosse , Then rest thee Faustus quiet in conceit . He sits to sleepe . Enter the Horse-courser wet . Horse .

O what a cosening Doctor was this ? I riding my horse into the water , thinking some hidden mystery had béene in the horse , I had nothing vnder me but a little straw , and had much ado to escape drowning : Well I 'le go rouse him , and make him giue me my forty Dollors againe . Ho sirra Doctor , you cosoning scab ; Maister Doctor awake , and rise , and giue me my mony againe , for your horse is turned to a bottle of Hay , — Maister Doctor . Alas I am vndone , what shall I do ? I haue puld off his leg .

He puls off his leg . Faust .

O help , help , the villaine hath murder'd me .

Horse .

Murder or not murder , now he has but one leg , I 'le out-run him , and cast this leg into some ditch or other .

Faust .

Stop him , stop him , stop him — ha , ha , ha , Faustus hath his leg againe , and the Horse-courser a bundle of hay for his forty Dollors .

Enter Wagner .

How now Wagner what newes with thee ?

Wag .

If it please you , the Duke of Vanholt doth earnestly entreate your company , and hath sent some of his men ●●●ttend you with prouision fit for your iourney .

Faust .

The Duke of Vanholt's an honourable Gentleman , and one to whom I must be no niggard of my cunning Come away .

Exeunt . Enter Clowne , Dick , Horse-courser , and a Carter . Cart .

Come my Maisters , I 'le bring you to the best beere in Europe , what ho , Hostis ; where be these Whores ?

Enter Hostis . Host .

How now , what lacke you ? What my old Guesse welcome .

Clow .

Sirra Dick , dost thou know why I stand so mute ?

Dick .

No Robin , why is 't ?

Clow .

I am eightéene pence on the score , but say nothing , see if she haue forgotten me .

Host .

Who 's this , that stands so solemnly by himselfe : what my old Guest ?

Clo .

O Hostisse how do you ? I hope my score stands still .

Host .

I there 's no doubt of that , for me thinkes you make no hast to wipe it out .

Dick .

Why Hostesse , I say , fetch vs some Béere .

( Exit . Host .

You shall presently : looke vp into th'hall thereho .

Dick .

Come sirs , what shall we do now till mine Hostesse comes ?

Cart .

Marry sir , I 'le tell you the brauest tale how a Coniurer seru'd me ; you know Doctor Fauster .

Horse .

I , a plague take him , heere 's some on 's haue cause to know him ; did he coniure thee too ?

Cart .

I 'le tell you how he seru'd me : As I was going to Wittenberge t'other day , with a loade of Hay , he met me , and asked me what he should giue me for as much Hay as he could eate ; now sir , I thinking that a little would serue his turne , bad him take as much as he would for three-farthings ; so he presently gaue me my mony , and fell to eating ; and as I am a cursen man , he neuer left eating , till he had eate vp all my loade of hay .

All.

O monstrous , eate a whole load of Hay !

Clow .

Yes , yes , that may be ; for I haue heard of one , that ha's eate a load of logges .

Horse .

Now sirs , you shall heare how villanously he seru'd mee : I went to him yesterday to buy a horse of him , and he would by no meanes sell him vnder 40 Dollors ; so sir , because I knew him to be such a horse , as would run ouer hedge and ditch , and neuer tyre , I gaue him his money ; so when I had my horse , Doctor Fauster bad me ride him night and day , and spare him no time ; but , quoth he , in any case ride him not into the water . Now sir , I thinking the horse had had some quality that he would not haue me know of , what did I but rid him into a great riuer , and when I came iust in the midst my horse vanisht away , and I sate straddling vpon a bottle of Hay .

All.

O braue Doctor .

Horse .

But you shall heare how brauely I seru'd him for it ; I went me home to his house , and there I found him asleepe ; I kept a hallowing and whooping in his eares , but all could not wake him : I seeing that , tooke him by the leg , and neuer rested pulling , till I had pul'd me his leg quit● off , and now 't is at home in mine Hostry .

Clow .

And has the Doctor but one leg then ? that 's excellent , for one of his deuils turn'd me , into the likenesse of an Apes face .

Cart .

Some more drinke Hostesse .

Clow .

Hearke you , we 'le into another roome and drinke a while , and then we 'le go seeke out the Doctor .

Exeunt omnes . Enter the Duke of Vanholt ; his Dutches , Faustus , and Mephostophilis . Duke .

Thankes Maister Doctor , for these pleasant sights , Nor know I how sufficiently to recompence your great deserts in erecting that inchanted Castle in the Aire : the Sight whereof so delighted me ,

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〈…〉 thing in the world could please me more .

Faust .

I do thinke my selfe my good Lord , highly recompenced , in that it pleaseth your grace to thinke but well of that which Faustus hath performed . But gratious Lady , it may be ▪ that you haue taken no pleasure in those sights ; there for I pray you tell me , what is the thing you most desire to haue , be it in the world , it shall be yours : I haue heard that great bellyed women , do long for things , are rare and dainty .

Lady .

True Maister Doctor , and since I finde you so kind I will make knowne vnto you what my heart desires to haue , and were it now Summer , as it is Ianuary , a dead time of the Winter , I would request no better meate , then a dish of ripe grapes .

Fau .

This is but a small matter : Go Mephostophilis , away .

Exit Mephosto .

Madam , I will do more then this for your content .

Enter Mepho . agen with the grapes . Here , now taste yee these , they should be good For they come from a farre Country I can tell you . Duke .

This makes me wonder more then all the rest , that at this time of the yeare , when euery Tree is barren of his fruite , from whence you had these ripe grapes .

Faust .

Please it your grace , the yeare is diuided into two circles ouer the whole world , so that when it is Winter with vs , in the contrary circle it is likewise Summer with them , as in India , Saba , and such Countries that lye farre East , where they haue fruit twice a yeare . From whence , by meanes of a swift spirit that I haue , I had these grapes brought as you see .

Lady And trust me , they are the sweetest grapes that e're I tasted .

The Clowne bounce at the gate , within . Duke . What rude disturbers haue we at the gate ? Go pacifie their fury set it ope , And then demand of them , what they would haue . They knocke againe , and call out to talke with Faustus . A Seruant . Why how now Maisters , what a coyle is there ? What is the reason you disturbe the Duke ? Dick .

We haue no reason for it , therefore a fig for him .

Ser .

Why saucy varlets , dare you be so bold .

Horsc .

I hope sir , we haue wit enough to be more bold then welcome .

Ser . It appeares so , pray be bold else-where , And trouble not the Duke . Duke .

What would they haue ?

Ser .

They all cry out to speake with Doctor Faustus .

Cart .

I , and we will speake with him ,

Duke .

Will you sir ? Commit the Rascals .

Dick .

Commit with vs , he were as good commit with his father , as commit with vs.

Faust . I do beseech your grace let them come in , They are good subiect for a merriment . Duke .

Do as thou wilt Faustus , I giue thee leaue .

Faust .

I thanke your grace :

Enter the Clowne , Dick , Carter , and Horse-courser . Why , how now my goods friends ? 'Faith you are too outragious , but come neere , I haue procur'd your pardons : welcome all . Clow .

Nay sir , we will be wellcome for our mony , and we will pay for what we take : What ho , giue's halfe a dosen of Beere here , and be hang'd .

Fanst .

Nay , hearke you , can you tell me where you are ?

Cart .

I marry can I , we are vnder heauen .

Ser .

I but sir sauce box , know you in what place ?

Horsc .

I , I , the house is good enough to drink in : Zons fill vs some Beere , or we 'll breake all the barrels in the hou●se , and dash out all your braines with your Bottles .

Faust . Be not so furious : come you shall haue Beere . My Lord , beseech you giue me leaue a while , I 'le gage my credit , 't will content your grace . Duke . With all my heart kind Doctor , please thy selfe , Our seruants , and our Courts at thy command . Faust .

I humbly thanke your grace : then fetch some Beere .

Horsc .

I mary , there spake a Doctor indeed , and 'faith I le drinke a health to thy woodden leg for that word .

Faust .

My woodden leg ? what dost thou meane by that ?

Cart .

Ha , ha , ha , dost heare him Dick , he has forgot his legge .

Horsc .

I , I. he does not stand much vpon that .

Faust .

No faith , not much vpon a woodden leg .

Cart .

Good Lord , that flesh and bloud should be so fraile with your Worship : Do not you remember a Horse-courser you sold a horse to ?

Faust .

Yes , I remember I sold one a horse .

Cart .

And do you remember you bid he should not ride into the water ?

Faust .

Yes , I do verie well remember that .

Cart .

And do you remember nothing of your leg ?

Faust .

No in good sooth .

Cart .

Then I pray remember your curtesie .

Faust .

I thank you sir .

Car .

't is not so much worth ; I pray you tel me one thing .

Faust .

What 's that ?

Cart .

Be both your legs bedfellowes euery night together ?

Faust .

Wouldst thou make a Colossus of me , that thou askest me such questions ?

Cart .

No truelie sir , I would make nothing of you , but I would faine know that .

Enter Hostesse with drinke . Faust .

Then I assure thee certainelie they are .

Cart .

I thanke you , I am fully satisfied .

Faust .

But wherefore dost thou aske{reversed ?}

Cart .

For nothing sir : but me thinkes you should haue a wooden bedfellow of one of 'em .

Horsc .

Why do you heare sir , did not I pull off one of your legs when you were asleepe ?

Faust .

But I haue it againe now I am awake : looke you heere sir .

All.

O horrible , had the Doctor three legs .

Cart .

Do you remember sir , how you cosened me and eat vp my load of —

Faustus charmes him dumb . Dick .

Do you remember how you made me weare an Apes —

Horsc .

You whoreson coniuring scab , do you remember how yo cosened me with a ho —

Clow .

Ha' you forgotten me ? you thinke to carry it away with your Hey-passe , and Re-passe : do you remember the dogs fa —

Exeunt Clownes . Host .

Who payes for the Ale ? heare you Maister Doctor , now you haue sent away my guesse , I pray who shall pay me for my A — ?

Exit Hostesse . Lady . My Lord , We are much beholding to this learned man . Duke . So are we Madam , which we will recompence With all the loue and kindnesse that we may . His Artfull sport , driues all sad thoughts away . Exeunt . Thunder and lightning : Enter deuils with couer'd dishes : Mephostophilis leades them into Faustus Study : Then enter Wagner . Wag .

I think my Maister means to die shortly , he has made his will , & giuen me his wealth , his house , his goods , & store of 〈…〉 golden plate ; besides two thousand duckets ready coin'd : I wonder what he meanes , if death were nie , he would not frolick thus : hée 's now at supper with the schollers , where ther'● such belly-chéere , as Wagner in his life nere saw the like : and sée where they come , belike the feast is done .

Exit . Enter Faustus , Mephostophilis , and two or three Schollers . 1. Schol .

M. Doctor Faustus , since our conference about faire Ladies , which was the beautifullest in all the world , we haue determin'd with our selues , that Hellen of Gréece was the admirablest Lady that euer liu'd : therefore M. Doctor , if you will doe vs so much fauour , as to let vs sée that péerelesse dame of Gréece , whom all the world admires for Maiesty , we should thinke our selues much beholding vnto you .

Faust . Gentlemen , for that I know your friendship is vnfain'd , It is not Faustus custome to deny The iust request of those that wish him well : You shall behold that péerelesse dame of Gréece , No otherwise for pompe or Maiesty , Then when sir Paris crost the seas with her , And brought the spoyles to rich Dardania : Be silent then , for danger is in words . Musicke sound , Mephosto brings in Hellen , she passeth ouer the stage . 2 Was this faire Hellen , whose admired worth Made Greece with ten yeares warres afflict poore Troy ? 3 Too simple is my wit to tell her worth , Whom all the world admires for maiesty . 1 Now we haue seene the pride of Natures worke , Wee 'l take our leaues , and for this blessed sight Happy and blest be Faustus euermore . Exeunt Schollers . Faust .

Gentlemen farewell : the same wish I to you .

Enter an old Man . Old Man . O gentle Faustus leaue this damned Art , This Magicke , that will charme thy soule to hell , And quite bereaue thee of saluation . Though thou hast now offended like a man , Doe not perseuer in it like a Diuell ; Yet , yet , thou hast an amiable soule , If sin by custome grow not into nature : Then Faustus , will repentance come too late , Then thou art banisht from the sight of heauen ; No mortall can expresse the paines of hell . It may be this my exhortation Séemes harsh , and all vnpleasant ; let it not , For gentle sonne , I speake it not in wrath , Or enuy of thée , but in tender loue , And pitty of thy future miserie . And so haue hope , that this my kinde rebuke , Checking thy body , may amend thy soule . Faust . Where art thou Faustus ? wretch , what hast thou done ? Hell claimes his right , & with a roaring voyce , Meph . giues him a dagger . Saies Faustus come , thine houre is almost come , And Faustus now will come to do thée right . Old. O stay good Faustus , stay thy desperate steps . I see an Angell houer ore thy head , And with a vyoll full of pretious gracs , Offers to poure the same into thy soule , Then call for mercy , and auoyd despaire . Fa . O friend , I féele thy words to comfort my distressed soule , Leaue me a while , to ponder on my sinnes . Old. Faustus I leaue thee , but with griefe of heart , Fearing the enemy of thy haplesse soule . Exit . Faust . Accursed Faustus , wretch what hast thou done ? I do repent , and yet I doe despaire , Hell striues with grace for conquest in my breast : What shall I doe to shun the snares of death ? Meph . Thou traytor Faustus , I arrest thy soule , For disobedience to my soueraigne Lord , Reuolt , or I 'le in peece-meale teare thy flesh . Faust . I do repent I ere offended him , Sweet Mephasto : intreat thy Lord To pardon my vniust presumption , And with my bloud againe I will confirme The former vow I made to Lucifer . Do it then Faustus , with vnfained heart , Lest greater dangers do attend thy drift . Torment sweet friend , that base and aged man , That durst disswade me from thy Lucifer , With greatest torment that our hell affoords . Meph . His faith is great , I cannot touch his soule ; But what I may afflict his body with , I will attempt , which is but little worth . Faust . One thing good seruant let me craue of thee , To glut the longing of my hearts desire , That I may haue vnto my paramour , That heauenly Hellen , which I saw of late , Whose sweet embraces may extinguish cleare , Those thoughts that do disswade me from my vow , And keepe my vow I made to Lucifer . Meph . This , or what else my Faustus shall desire , Shall be perform'd in twinkling of an eye . Enter Hellen againe , passing ouer betweene two Cupids . Faust . Was this the face that Launcht a thousand ships , And burnt the toplesse Towers of Ilium ? Sweet Hellen make me immortall with a kisse : Her lips sucke forth my soule , see where it flies . Come Hellen , come , giue me my soule againe , Here will I dwell , for heauen is in these lippes , And all is drosse that is not Helena . I will be Paris , and for loue of thee , In stead of Troy shall Wittenberg be sack't , And I will combat with weake Menelaus , And weare thy colours on my plumed crest . Yea , I will wound Achilles in the heele , And then returne to Hellen for a kisse . O thou art fairer then the euenings aire , Clad in the beauty of a thousand starres : Brighter art thou then flaming Iupiter , When he appear'd to haplesse Sem●le : More louely then the Monarch of the sky , In wanton Arethusa's azure armes , And none but thou shalt be my Paramour . Exeunt . Thunder . Enter Lucifer , Belzebub , and Mephostophilis . Lucif . Thus from infernall Dis do we ascend To view the subiects of our Monarchy , Those soules which sinne , seales the blacke sonnes of hell , 'Mong which as chiefe , Faustus we come to thee , Bringing with vs lasting damnation , To wait vpon thy soule ; the time is come Which makes it forfeit . Meph . And this gloomy night , Here in this roome will wretched Faustus be . Bels . And here wee 'l stay , To marke him how he doth demeane himselfe . Meph . How should he , but in desperate lunacie . Fond worldling , now his heart bloud dries with griefe ; His conscience kils it , and his labouring braine , Begets a world of idle fantasies , To ouer-reach the Diuell ; but all in vaine , His store of pleasures must be sauc'd with paine . He and his seruant Wagner are at hand , Both come from drawing Faustus latest will . See where they come . Enter Faustus and Wagner . Faust . Say Wagner , thou hast perus'd my will , How dost thou like it ? Wag . Sir , so wondrous well , As in all humble dutie , I do yeeld 〈…〉 and lasting seruice for your loue . Enter the scholers . Faust .

Gramercies Wagner . Welcome gentlemen .

1 Now worthy Faustus : me thinks your looks are chang'd .

Faust .

Oh gentlemen .

2. What ailes Faustus ?

Faust . Ah my swéet chamber-fellow , had I liu'd with thee , Then had I liued still , but now must dye eternally . Looke sirs , comes he not , comes he not ?

1. O my déere Faustus what imports this feare ?

2. Is all our pleasure turn'd to melancholy ?

3. He is not well with being ouer solitarie .

2 If it be so , wée'l haue Physitians , and Faustus shall bee cur'd .

3 T is but a surfet sir , feare nothing .

Faust .

A surfet of deadly sin , that hath damn'd both body and soule .

2 Yet Faustus looke vp to heauen , and remember mercy is infinite .

Faust . But Faustus offence can nere be pardoned , The serpent that tempted Eue may be saued ,

But not Faustus . O gentlemen heare with patience , and tremble not at my spéeches , though my heart pant & quiuer to remember that I haue béene a student here these 30 yeares . O would I had neuer seene Wittenberg , neuer read book , & what wonders I haue done , all Germany can witnesse : yea all the world , for which Faustus hath lost both Germany & the world , yea heauen it selfe : heauen the seate of God , the Throne of the Blessed , the Kingdome of Ioy , and must remaine in hell for euer . Hell , O hell for euer . Sweet friends , what shall become of Faustus being in hell for euer ?

2 Yet Faustus call on God .

Faust .

On God , whom Faustus hath abiur'd ? on God , whom Faustus hath blasphem'd ? O my God , I would wéepe , but the Diuell drawes in my teares . Gush forth bloud in stead of teares , yea life and soule : oh hee stayes my tongue : I would lift vp my hands , but see they hold 'em , they hold ' em .

All.

Who Faustus ?

Faust .

Why Lucifer and Mephostophilis : O gentlemen , I gaue them my soule for my cunning .

All.

O God forbid .

Faust .

God forbade it indéed , but Faustus hath done it : for the vaine pleasure of foure and twenty yeares hath Faustus lost eternall ioy and felicitie . I writ them a bill with mine owne bloud , the date is expired : this is the time , and he will fetch mée .

1 Why did not Faustus tell vs of this before , that Diuines might haue prayd for thee ?

Faust .

Oft haue I thought to haue done so : but the Diuel threatned to teare me in peeces if I nam'd God : to fetch me body and soule , if I once gaue eare to Diuinitie : and now 't s too late . Gentlemen away , least you perish with me .

2 O what may we do to saue Faustus ?

Faust .

Talke not of me , but saue your selues and depart .

3. God will strengthen me , I will stay with Faustus .

1. Tempt not God sweet friend , but let vs into the next roome , and pray for him .

Faust .

I , pray for me , pray for me : and what noyse soeuer you heare , come not vnto me , for nothing can rescue me .

2. Pray thou , and we will pray , that God may haue mercie vpon thee .

Faust .

Gentlemen farewell : if I liue till morning , I l'e visit you : if not , Faustus is gone to hell .

All.

Faustus , farewell .

Exeunt Schollers . Meph . I Faustus , now thou hast no hope of heauen , Therefore despaire , thinke onely vpon hell ; For that must be thy mansion , there to dwell . Faust . O thou bewitching fiend , 't was thy temptation , Hath rab'd me of eternall happinesse . Meph . I doe confesse it Faustus , and reioyce ; 't was I , that when thou wer 't i' the way to heauen , Damb'd vp thy passage , when thou took'st the booke , To view the Scriptures , then I turn'd the leaues And led thine eye . 〈…〉 p'st thou ? 't is too late , despaire , farewell , Fooles that will laugh on earth , most wéepe in hell . Exit Enter the good Angell , and the bad Angell at seuerall doores . Good . Oh Faustus , if thou hadst giuen eare to me , Innumerable ioyes had followed thée . But thou didst loue the world . Bad . Gaue eare to me , And now must taste hels paines perpetually . Good .

O what will all thy riches , pleasures , pompes , Auaile thée now ?

Bad . Nothing but vexe thée more , To want in hell , that had on earth such store . Musicke while the Throne descends . Good . O thou hast lost celestiall happinesse , Pleasures vnspeakeable , blisse without end . Hadst thou affected swéet diuinitie , Hell , or the Diuell , had had no power on thee . Hadst thou kept on that way , Faustus behold , In what resplendant glory thou hadst set In yonder throne , like those bright shining Saints , And triumpht ouer hell , that hast thou lost , And now poore soule must thy good Angell leaue thee , The iawes of hell are open to receiue thee . Exit . Hell is discouered . Bad . Now Faustus let thine eyes with horror stare Into that vaste perpetuall torture-house , There are the Furies tossing damned soules , On burning forkes : their bodies broyle in lead . There are liue quarters broyling on the coles , That ner'e can die : this euer-burning chaire , Is for ore-tortur'd soules to rest them in . These , that are fed with soppes of flaming fire , Were gluttons , and lou'd only delicates , And laught to see the poore starue at their gates : But yet all these are nothing , thou shalt see ten thousand tortures that more horrid be . Faust .

O , I haue seene enough to torture me .

Bad . Nay , thou must feele them , taste the smart of all . He that loues pleasure , must for pleasure fall : And so I leaue thee Faustus till anon , Then wilt thou tumble in confusion . Exit . The Clock strikes eleuen . Faust . O Faustus Now hast thou but one bare houre to liue , And then thou must be damn'd perpetually . Stand still you euer mouing Spheares of heauen , That time may cease , and midnight neuer come . Faire natures eye , rise , rise againe and make Perpetuall day : or let this houre be but a yeare , A month , a weeke , a naturall day , That Faustus may repent , and saue his soule . O lente lente currite noctis equi : The Stars moue still , Time runs , the Clocke will strike . The deuill will come , and Faustus must be damn'd . O I 'le leape vp to heauen : who puls me downe ? One drop of bloud will saue me ; oh my Christ , Rend not my heart , for naming of my Christ . Yet will I call on him : O spare me Lucifer . Where is it now ? 't is gone . And see a threatning Arme , an angry Brow . Mountaines and Hils , come , come , and fall on me , And hide me from the heauy wrath of heauen . No ? Then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape earth ; O no , it will not harbour me . You Starres that raign'd at my natiuity , Whose influence hath allotted death and hell ; Now draw vp Faustus like a foggy mist , Into the entrals of you labouring cloud , That when you vomite forth into the aire , My limbes may issue from your smoky mouthes , But let my soule mount , and ascend to heauen . The Watch strikes . O halfe the houre is past : 't will all be past anone : O , if my soule must suffer for my sinne , Impose some end to my incessant paine : Let Faustus liue in hell a thousand yeares , A hundred thousand , and at last be sau'd . No end is limited to damned soules . Why wert thou not a creature wanting soule ? Or why is this immortall that thou hast ? Oh Pythagoras Metemsycosis ; were that true , This soule should flie from me , and I be chang'd Into some brutish beast . All beasts are happy , for when they die , Their soules are soone dissolu'd in elements , But mine must liue still to be plagu'd in hell . Curst be the parents that ingendred me ; No Faustus , curse thy selfe , curse Lucifer , That hath depriu'd thee of the ioies of heauen . The clocke strikes twelue It strikes , it strikes ; now body turn● to aire , Or Lucifer will beare thee quicke to hell . O soule be chang'd into small water drops , and fall into the Ocean ne're be found . Thunder , and enter the deuils . O mercy heauen , looke not so fierce on me ; Adders and serpents let me breathe a while : Vgly hell gape not ; come not Lucifer , I 'le burne my bookes ; oh Mephostophilis . Exeunt . Enter the Schollers . 1 Come Gentlemen , let vs go visit Faustus , For such a dreadfull night , was neuer seene , Since first the worlds creation did begin . Such fearefull shrikes , and cries , were neuer heard , Pray heauen the Doctor haue escapt the danger . 2 O help vs heauen , see , here are Faustus limbs , All torne asunder by the hand of death . 3 The deuils whom Faustus seru'd haue to 〈…〉 him th〈…〉 For twixt the houres of twelue and one , methought I heard him shreeke and call aloud for helps ▪ At which selfe time the house seem'd all on fire , With dreadfull horror of these damned fiends . 2 Well Gentlemen , tho Faustus end be such As euery Christian heart laments to thinke on : Yet for he was a Scholler , once admired For wondrous knowledge in our Germane schooles , We 'll giue his mangled limbs due buryall : And all the Students clothed in mourning blacke , Shall waite vpon his heauy funerall . Exeunt . Enter Chorus . Cut is the branch that might haue growne full straight , And burned is Apollo's Lawrell bough , That some time grew within this learned man , Faustus is gone , regard his hellish fall , Whose fiendfull fortune may exhort the wise Onely to wonder at vnlawfull things : Whose deepnesse doth intice such forward wits , To practise more then heauenly power permits . Terminat hor● diem , Terminat Author opus . FINIS .